Last Thanksgiving was the first time I had returned house since going away to school; I had a nice place in a new neighborhood where I was focused on getting my degree, but between that as well as my new bestie, I hadn’t had time to go see my parents in a few weeks.
It was a charming return trip home, with lots of nice food, as well as getting to guess my parents in a bizarre light, then they both seemed to be acting differently, as well as I came to realize that they weren’t bizarre – they were just being themselves, which included my mom smoking cannabis.
Mom had regularly been a huge cannabis smoker, I l received, she had just kept it hidden from myself and others through my 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 itâ€¦ Since she cooked so much, Mom often ground up her cannabis as well as 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 my shock wore off, I rolled up a joint, as well as for the first time in my life I got to smoke cannabis with my sweet ancient mother! It was the first time but not the last, because now the secret is out both of us can all smoke as much marijuana as both of us want, then no more secrets in our family, as well as everyone gets high.