Days after I picked up the phone, my mother lost her unemployment. She screamed until she cried, and then said that if we didn’t eat it was my fault. I know, just like I know with my own child, she was sorry the moment the words escaped her mouth. The difference between her and I, as mothers, is that I don’t have a sense of pride with my son. He is a small king. Still, he is as unfortunate as me, but at least he hasn’t had to be home alone or starve. I have fostered love with compliments and carrying him, even when he grew to be half my size. I prepared meals and spoon-fed him. Children are
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