when the woman who raised her became the one she erased

and said, “If that’s what makes you happy, then okay.” I didn’t argue with her, and I didn’t let myself cry in front of her, but inside, something cracked. After nearly two decades in her life, I suddenly felt like I was being erased in favor of someone who had never cared enough to stay. I didn’t tell my husband right away because I didn’t want to continue reading …