Rose is Rose

The "Sunday Funnies" - A staple in my childhood memories folder. Each and every Sunday, I would not-so-patienTly wait for the delivery man to drop off the newspaper on my grandmother's steps, just to strip out the comics section and leave all the other "important" news and political crap parts behind. Rose is Rose was in my top 5 comics, along with Garfield, and for better or for worse.

As I think back, I marvel at how I was so entertained by such mature material portrayed in rose is rose. I was a young girl, a tom-boy if you will. I played in the dirt. My knees were scraped up from whatever sport or outdoor shenanigans I felt like doing that day. I wasn't a mother, a housewife, a grown-ass lady. Why did I find this clip to be so great?

Well, one, humor and sarcasm have always been my thing. The comics, particularly this one, never fell short of that. How could a few small boxes of eloquently curated art make me laugh like they did? That's wild if you think about it. Comics are dope.

Two, I watched my single mother go through the trials and tribulations of being a mom. I saw what she had to do on the daily. She sacrificed to make sure I was always good.

And, three, rose was a woman. I knew what it was to be a woman, even as a young girl. It's hard to articulate how. I think it's just something we're born with.

You see, rose was a bad mf. Though she didn't feel like it at times because she organically conformed to the conventional mother/wife role, she knew she was a bad bih at heart. Out of nowhere, the apron and glasses disappeared, and she was HER. in her leather skirt, beer in hand, on a motorcycle. Free. Now don't get me wrong, she loved being a mother and wife. She loved her life. Deep down inside, though, something sparked her soul when she thought about her bad-ass self.

I say all that to say rose is rose. indigo minx is indigo minx. You are you. Whatever you do in life and whatever your image is to the world, you'll always be who you'll be. Don't let go of the spark. Let it shine. Rose was that girl, as a mother, as a wife, and as a bad-ass biker chick.

Be like rose. But out in the open. Who cares what they say.

*fun fact - rose is rose was written and illustrated by a man, pat Brady. Pat would draw the comic during roman catholic mass. Another man, dom Wimmer, took it over in 2004. if you're thinking "wtf" like I am... yeah, I have no answers on how a man could be so in tune with a woman's spirit such as rose is rose, but he did it marvelously. Maybe pat was going through his own alter-ego struggles. IDK. But thank you, pat.