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Travels Through Aqua, Green, and Blue: A Memoir
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About Travels Through Aqua, Green, And Blue: A Memoir
Product Description If you enjoyed The Glass Castle, then you’ll love this captivating and heartfelt story of a girl's triumph over childhood trauma and poverty. Some seemingly preordained lives end up elsewhere entirely when a person manages to break the mold. Mary's mold was broken from the outside. When the unthinkable happened in her traditional southern family, Mary's quiet childhood was transformed into a journey of discovery amidst the world around her and of all the potential that lay within her. Soon after her father, a beloved preacher in her close-knit Tennessee community, came out as a gay man at the height of the AIDS epidemic, Mary's mother, feeling betrayed and unable to deal with this new reality, embarked Mary and her siblings on a years-long cross-country odyssey—which would eventually land them in California—through New York, Nevada, and many other places. Mary, a sweet, innocent, and precocious child at the beginning of this adventure, had little idea of the transformation she was about to undergo. She would emerge stronger, wiser, and much better prepared for all that awaited her in life, from those travels through aqua, green, and blue... Review ★★★★★ "Mary's book is authentic and inspiring and you'll finish it with a sense of hope." - Hal Elrod, international keynote speaker and best-selling author of The Miracle Morning and The Miracle Equation . ★★★★★ "Mary could easily win a poor-me contest, but instead she wins with having the ability to write with grace and forgiveness. Her memoir is hands down my favorite book of 2020." - Kayleigh O'Keefe, CEO of Soul Excellence Ventures and bestselling author of Awakening: Meet the Women Birthing a New Earth and publisher of Leading Through the Pandemic: Unconventional Wisdom from Heartfelt Leaders. ★★★★★ "A gut-wrenching and inspiring story that is very often beautiful." - Stan Wlodkowski, Executive Producer of Eat, Pray, Love and Co-Producer of American Beauty. ★★★★★ "Thoughtful, poignant, and down to earth. Mary's book has a great opening line, 'I came into this world half-baked.' This memoir is anything but half-baked. It is the perfect combination of personal memories, events (traumatic and enlightening), and insights with which many readers will identify." - Gabriel Constans, Ph.D., published author and screenwriter of The Last Conception. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. I was only four and a quarter years old for my baptism. I had learned from my sister to use quarters in your age if you wanted to seem older, though at the time, I didn't know exactly how many quarters I was, so I only used the one. The large clear tub of water that sat at the front of the church, glistening under the lights, made it easy to see the small waves that both rippled and jiggled softly against the edges of the plastic tub. The bright white light shining on the water made it majestic-looking, clear yet mysterious, like one of my large blue marbles. This big body of blue peacefulness somehow made me feel special. You could see right through the water even while standing in the back of the church. The blue was so blue up there against all the wood paneling, the organ pipes, and long floor-to-ceiling dark red drapes, the contrast was stunning. It was like a blue watery moon in the sky of our church. I was one of several kids getting baptized that night, but I wasn't the first. I had a lot of pride knowing my dad was going to be baptizing some of the other kids and a few adults that night. I watched each person as they walked up and willingly devoted themselves to Christ, got dunked, and walked out soaking wet, transformed. It was interesting observing the ritual while standing in line for my turn. Once it was mine, I walked toward my dad and got closer to the water. I could see it splashing around and dripping off the sides like rain on a car windshield. I felt a great sense of hesitation, and my legs suddenly got heavy and wobbly. M
