My Grandfather Asked Why I Was Walking With My Baby

No one told me I was failing.

Our home was not spotless.

It was alive.

I started therapy because I wanted to understand how I had accepted so much for so long. My therapist, Dr. Elaine Morris, had kind eyes and did not rush me when I struggled to name things.

One afternoon, I told her, “I feel stupid.”

“Why?”

“Because I should have known.”

She shook her head.continue reading …