Letting Go
This month in ABCDLady:
My parents are moving back to Bangladesh this year, reversing their migration to the United States thirty-odd years ago. A forty-foot container loaded with sofas, dishes, mattresses and knick-knacks is on its way around the world to help them adjust. They are leaving because my mother wants to be there for my grandmother as she deals with my step-grandfather’s dementia. I feel like I am being abandoned. I want to shout, “Hey, what about me? Toddlers are demented too!”
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