During my time as the lone, underpaid employee of a knitting store, I was privy to a great many arguments and bitching sessions between the wealthy middle-aged women who passed the hours there in each other’s company. Even as someone who was, at the time, fresh out of high school, I was unprepared for the…
My grandmother died the other day. I hadn’t spoken to her in nearly 20 years; she was not what most people would define as a “good person.” But my mom wanted to attend the burial, so we packed the kids into their car seats and drove to a sunny afternoon service of short prayers and…