Last Thanksgiving was the first time I had returned condo since going away to school, i had a nice place in a current neighborhood where I was focused on getting our degree! Between that and our current girlfriend, I hadn’t had time to go see our parents in a few months. It was a appealing return trip home, with lots of superb food, and getting to know our parents in a unusual light; They both seemed to be acting differently, and I came to realize that they weren’t unusual – they were just being themselves, which included our mom smoking cannabis, mom had regularly been a immense cannabis smoker, I l gained, she had just kept it hidden from me through our entire life up until now. I was blown away that cannabis wasn’t something she had just discovered. It had been there all along, but she was so careful about when she used cannabis I never suspected it. Since she cooked so much, Mom often ground up her cannabis and baked it into cookies, brownies, or banana bread. I never liked banana bread, which is why she usually filled it with cannabis, because she knew I’d never eat any. After our shock wore off, I rolled up a joint, and for the first time in our life I got to smoke cannabis with our sweet old mother! It was the first time but not the last, because now the secret is out all of us can all smoke as much marijuana as all of us want! No more secrets in our family, and everyone gets high.