She Sat Me by the Kitchen at My Son’s Wedding — So I Burned It All Down With One Phone Call

of the life I’d been excluded from, the family I’d built that no longer wanted me visible.

Let them toast without me.

Let them dance without me.

Let them celebrate their perfect day.

Tomorrow morning, they’d wake up to canceled flowers and a bill for services they’d expected me to cover without question.

They’d scramble and panic and wonder what happened.continue reading …