see the work that pays a salary. They don’t always see the work that makes it possible for everyone else to go out and earn one.”
She reached across the table and squeezed my hand.
“I’m sorry, Mom.”
“You don’t need to apologize for what you didn’t know.”
After that conversation, I began speaking more openly with my children about my education, my work, and the decisions I had made when they were young.
I didn’t tell them that their father was a terrible man.
I didn’t ask them to
