I didn’t start out being cool. I became Cool 11 years ago when I married my husband, a great guy with just the right combination of rugged and sensitive sides. He’s a true Cool.
I have two children with my ex-husband and to my utter amazement, they’re both talented musicians and performers. Very unlike me. They were Cool long before I was!
Aside from their stage personas, they’re both cool in very distinct ways. My younger, Ana, is artistic. Whether it’s home decorating, fashion, or gourmet cooking, she has a great style. She’s also an avid book reader – belonging to not just one but two book clubs in the Twin Cities.
My son, Al, is a cook, too, but a different sort. He works the kitchen of a Claddagh Irish Pub in Toledo. And he’s a great debater winning every discussion he’s cared to engage in. His future lies in law, he thinks, so he’s applied and been accepted to law school.
They have some traits in common – they’re both smart, charismatic, and great leaders – all very cool traits, I’d say. Even though they have different last names.
I love them both for their individuality.
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