Family secrets are strange. There are big secrets and there are little secrets. And then there are secrets that will blow your mind. I guess in some ways I was lucky, being an only child. I came across an interesting news story from a British newspaper:
This story struck a chord for me, as my wife and I had made a road trip to Prestatyn, Wales, where it happened Mr. Prescott was born. And one of my quirky interests is genealogical research. The newspaper article says that Mr. Prescott wept when he discovered his family secret.
My family has had its secrets, but not on this scale. And they were more awkward situations or uncomfortable circumstances that couldn’t be swept under the rug than true “secrets.” Everyone knew about them, and they were dealt with — sometimes with strife and sometimes with grace. It’s no secret that I’m transgendered — can’t be swept under the rug.
Other families have secrets, damaging secrets. Victims protect perpetrators so their own shame won’t be exposed. But sometimes the best disinfectant is fresh air and sunlight. Just something I’m pondering as I get ready for a busy day…
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