“Wait, I’m actually not fine,” I told the cashier. She looked puzzled because we had already been through the smalltalk niceties, and there’s not much I disdain more than smalltalk. She had already rung up my frozen Pad Thai, and the card machine was beeping obnoxiously trying to tell me that the transaction was complete. … Continue reading My dog died today.
It’s the Wednesday after Mother’s Day, and now all of those who have been estranged can come out of hiding. The cards are off the shelves, the flower advertisements have ceased, and we can begin scrolling through social media without being inundated by posts that have us swallow that all-too-familiar reality— the reality that we … Continue reading Post-Mother’s Day thoughts for those estranged.