“Stay Home — It’ll Be Easier.” My Parents Celebrated My Twin’s 25th Birthday And Left Me Out

to do it on purpose, even when it’s inconvenient. I had been carrying that sentence since she’d said it, turning it over. She had been speaking about my parents, about the choice they had made not to love me with the same intentionality they’d applied to Harper. But I kept hearing it differently, kept reading it back to myself.

Love is a verb. I had continue reading …