“But if my own mother loved me as much as I love Sarah, then she must have suffered a great deal.”
My grandmother is a fiercely independent woman, for her whole life. Even at 76, she’s still doing things most women her age wouldn’t dream of. Her body still aches, but her drive never stops. She doesn’t ask for help.
She always tells me how things were different in her time- how women were treated in society, what men expected of women back then. For her time, the cap of a career for a woman was either a secretary or a teacher, and for most of her life she chose secretary.
She was a single mother back then, with my…