Pointing Out the Wind
At every family dinner where they toasted Caleb and forgot me, I wondered.
Every time my father looked through me to my brother, I wondered.
The question had lived in me so long and so deep that I had stopped experiencing it as a question and started experiencing it as a fact: I did not belong, was not quite wanted, was tolerated rather than treasured, a disappointment the family carried out of obligation.
No child should carry that.
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