My Parents Threw Away My Wedding Invitation Until They Saw Me Walk Down The Aisle

not being able to build on top of it.

And then the words stopped.

The construction language, the load-bearing terminology, the structural metaphors I have wrapped around my entire interior life since I was eleven years old — it was gone. I opened my mouth and there was no blueprint. No calculation.

That was the part that frightened me. Not the crying continue reading …