When I look in the mirror, I hope to see bits of my mother because she was my bestie. I was lucky to have the mum I had. People have told me, when your mother dies, you either mourn the mother you had or you mourn the mother that you wish you had. I found that very profound.
I was homecoming queen, but only because there were a lot of nerds in my year. They became Silicon Valley dudes. I was their friend, so I think I might’ve gotten their vote. I certainly didn’t get the jock vote. But I got the nerds.
