A Story Told in Four Vignettes

Life with my mom, Sue, was complicated from the get-go.

Especially when I began to ask questions as a toddler about my disabled sister, Lisa and her differences. I was a child trying to understand but I was shut down, left and right.

I wrote about the first altercation with Sue, related to Lisa in “Surviving Sue”, p. 18:

Lisa kept picking books up, one at a time, and “read” them upside-down. When a page had a picture or drawing, she knew to turn it over – right side up – but when ...