For a Second, I Forgot That She Passed Away

I forgot that my mom died for a second. And when I remembered she did, I wailed in a fast-food restaurant. The conversation went like this: "I am thinking of finding a new job. My skill set isn't aligned with the company's," I said. "What do you mean?" "They require 3,200 words per hour, I … Continue reading For a Second, I Forgot That She Passed Away