My Niece Grabbed My Daughter’s New Tablet and Said, “Auntie Says I Can Have Whatever I Want” — I Didn’t Raise My Voice

you surrender your control over the narrative they tell. That’s all right. The only people whose understanding matters to me are asleep down the hall and sitting beside me on this couch.

Emma is nine now. The tablet still lives on her shelf, the purple case scratched and fingerprinted and chipped at one corner from a tumble getting out of the car. continue reading …