Whenever she saw even a hint of such behavior in me she would look me square in the eyes and ask, “How do you think that would make you feel?” But it was in my relationship with my grandfather that I think I first internalized the full meaning of empathy. Because my mother’s work took her overseas, I often lived with my grandparents during my high school years, and without a father present in the house, my grandfather bore the brunt of much of my adolescent rebellion.
