So I Acted Like One
And that mundanity is the triumph.
For six months, our mornings had been anything but ordinary: they had been battles I fought alone, a wife careening between two crying babies while a husband got ready for his day untouched by any of it.
What I fought for, through the suit and the folder and the contract, was to make the extraordinary injustice of those mornings into the ordinary fairness of this one.
I did not want a husband who loved me operatically and helped me occasionally, in bursts of guilty generosity.
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