“How’s your family doing?” a well-meaning acquaintance asks. “Are you excited to return home to Des Moines to see them?”
I grit my teeth, pushing out a brusque, “They are fine. Maybe I’ll see them; I am not really sure” before quickly changing the subject.
Since my mother’s passing, my relationship with my immediate family has been strained. Irregular communication — interspersed with icy recriminations about some past misdeed — is the norm.
Exacerbating the familial...
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