The Message From My Son That Forced An Impossible Choice – The Archivist

but I forced myself to see them.

Twelve hundred dollars—”family support.” Three thousand—”debt consolidation.” Twenty-five hundred—”furniture purchase.”

On and on. Each entry was a week of my life spent working, budgeting, saying no to myself.

I thought of Kevin and Connie’s nice house. The leather couch. Connie’s new SUV. The vacations they posted continue reading …