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

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I’d stopped trying after that conversation. Stopped calling with updates about my work. Stopped expecting them to understand or care.

I attended family gatherings when I could, which wasn’t often given my schedule. When I did show up, I was quiet. Vague about work. I’d learned that saying “I’m a surgeon” led to follow-up questions I didn’t want to continue reading …