At My Mother’s Funeral My Sister Thought She Had Won Until I Opened the Door

them. I stood in the shower for a long time and made a decision about who was going to own my happiness going forward.

It was not going to be them.

Our HR director, Marisel Forester, became my first real friend in Chicago. She pulled me into her book club, introduced me to her circle, and slowly helped me build a life that was genuinely mine. Four months continue reading …