This silence isn’t forever. At least, I hope not.
My mother has failed a lot.
For as long as I can remember, my mom has taken pride in not being where we were from.
I come from a huge extended family. My mom was one of five, her mom was one of five and it continues to…
I have a history of running away. I’ve run away from schools, from relationships, from friendships, from…
My father always tells me that it was long a labour. “You took your time,” he says. “And then,” he…
I come from a big family. I have seven younger siblings. It seems like it would be a lot of work for our parents, but each kid…
We had a walking, talking alarm clock when I was growing up. His name was Dad. Long before we wanted him to…