Maybe this is weird, but my mother was my best friend. Of course, that wasn't always the case. In my teenage years I have to admit I was a nightmare, but once I hit my twenties she was the one that was still there (high school friends are just that... 99 percent of them fade away as soon as you graduate... Facebook being an effective way of pretending you're still friends).

Mom and I do a lot together: shop for clothing, get pedicures and manicures and so forth.

So since I'd grown up I'd told her everything, and unusually for a parent she never judged, just wanted to know more....