My Mom Skipped My Housewarming for My Sister’s Move and a Week Later My Phone Wouldn’t Stop Ringing After a TV Episode Aired

her portfolio looked “too try-hard or not try-hard enough,” and she would arrive Friday afternoons and drop her sketchbook on my table and announce that she thought her drawings were terrible. I would flip through pages of clumsy and occasionally extraordinary sketches of facades and staircases and light and ask her what she had been thinking about continue reading …