Reading these comments reminds me of the time I got the bus home after a huge night of drinking.

As soon as I got on the bus I realised it was peak hour. There was people in business attire sitting next to me, while I smelt of boxed wine in the clothes I wore yesterday

I sat there eating yoghurt with my fingers and it was only when I saw someone's reaction, that it dawned on me,

I was the weirdest thing they saw that day.

My favorite “boy mom” was my MIL. She raised my husband and his brother with boundaries, they know how to sew, cook and all about the menstrual cycle. She knew they might have women in their lives one day and needed to be prepared to support. They’re sensitive and not afraid to show emotion. She only let them sit to pee in her house so no cleaning up dribbles or falling in the toliet.

After I had my first child she pulled me aside and made sure he was doing his part. Told me to let her know if he wasn’t and she’d talk to him. I miss that wonderful woman so much.

She wanted to be girly every once in a while. She’s a tomboy who works as a plumber. First decade we were together, we did stuff we both like: off-roading, camping, fishing,etc. We went to a big city on a vacation and next to the hotel there was a dress shop and she kept wistfully staring at a particular dress. In the 15-20 years we had been together I had never seen her wear a dress.

I talked to her and she admitted she’d never done anything girly. I bought that dress and she got her hair and makeup done at the little hotel boutique. We went to the Opera and then out for a nice romantic dinner. She was so beautiful, y’all, and so happy. We’re almost 60 now. I always plan something girly where she can be Belle of the ball (her female friends are more masculine than I am).

I have this thing when I will casually mention something or someone I haven't seen in years, and then like the next day something related do that will happen, or that person will show up at a random place I'll happen to be.
This happens a lot.

Those favela tours. So many other things you can do here to “get inspired” and “see how the locals really live” other than riding past us and looking at us like we’re a zoo exhibit.