I’m either in jeans and a sweatshirt or a little black dress. Or jeans and a black tee shirt. Or something black. I know, I’ve said things that go against the grain of stereotypical Vampire stuff, but I’m both practical and lazy. They’re classics. All classics.
This morning I met with Cody, my young thirty something friend who is fairly new to being a Vampire. I can’t believe it has been four years. Anyway, he showed up with a man bun, a red plaid jacket, and a rather unflattering beard. He had the lumbersexual look down to a tee.
“Cody,” I told him, “most Vampire men avoid beards.” I didn’t add for obvious reasons. “Why cover that handsome face of yours?”
Then I gave him the look. You know that look that says you’re wonderful and you’re an idiot all at the same time.
And just as he was about to tell me my glasses were dirty I said, “If they weren’t dirty you wouldn’t know it was me.”
That unnerved him a bit. He still isn’t quite used to me grabbing his thoughts out of his head before he can find a polite way to express them. I took off my still dark glasses and buffed them out with my shirt (yes I do that too.)
We sat outside, sipping our coffee under an umbrella, and watching people walk by.
Cody, usually confidant, looked down at his hands, then looked into my face. “How do you deal with it? Being so different.”
“You mean being a Vampire or being Juliette?”
He laughed. “A Vampire.”
“Being a Vampire is easy. Being Juliette is much much more difficult. Are you having creature of the night issues?”
“Not really, but it still seems weird sometimes. I have a girlfriend who lived before the printing press was invented. At least she likes my hair.”
“I love your hair.”
I didn’t take the opportunity to mention his girlfriend is my great great great great grandmother. I’ve never mentioned it to him, or her. They’re happy. Besides, she looks younger than him.
We talked a while, just small talk and coffee.
My phone started to ding.
I had to smile. My dear college boy was making contact.
“Do you feel like a real Vampire Cody?” I’d never asked anyone that before.
“I do. Thanks for asking. It shows you care.”
I smiled. I might be cold blooded but I’m not cold hearted.
So today’s parenting tip is to do what you can to help your kids feel comfortable with who they are. Make them feel welcome in their own skin. And be there for them – even after they’re grown. Sometimes you just need to be around others who know who and what you are.
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman