“You know I’m proud of you, right?” My brother said that to me once. We were standing in the driveway after a family dinner, both of us about to get into our separate cars and drive back to our separate lives. He said it quickly, almost as an afterthought. Like he had been carrying it … Read more
I sent a funny birthday message to my aunt once. Wrong aunt. Not wrong in the sense that it was mean or inappropriate. Wrong in the sense that it was written for someone who appreciated dry self-deprecating humour and my aunt — the one who actually received it — did not. She responded with three … Read more
My grandmother used to say that a birthday wish is a small act of courage. I did not understand what she meant when I was young. A birthday wish seemed like the easiest thing in the world — you say happy birthday, you move on. What is courageous about that? I understood it the year … Read more