While on vacation, I finished another great book. I finish books constantly, but Bettyville by George Hodgman was one of the few that really stuck in my head. Maybe because it is relatable, but only to a certain extent only because I have not living a life as full as him. The story centers on the author going back to take care of his ailing mother back in his small hometown of Missouri. The underlying storyline is that George is gay, and he has never had a conversation about it with his mother. Due to his hardship of not being able to be himself, he has a hard life of stress and drugs that catapults his life into a lot of dismay.
I can certainly relate because I am gay, and I have a similar relationship with my father. Luckily, my mom and I are very close, but my father and I definitely do not have that type of relationship. However, I think that is more me and not him because I am a private person to begin with. However, the theme of parents accepting us definitely weighs heavy on me like it does on the author. I think all of us, no matter what we are like, can relate to this issue.
When the author dug into his past and talked about how the past shaped his future, it made me dig deep and think the same way. The author also described how the people, specifically his family, in the past shaped his future. I think the concept of our family shaping us is such a strong concept. Especially because when it comes to sexual orientation, you would think the people who brought us into this world and helped shape us would completely accept us.
The author certainly made me question a lot of things, which I think essentially, is what creates a great book. I will certainly love my family members the same way George does no matter if they can understand me or not.