At my twin sister’s graduation, my father lifted his camera for her name—then the dean said

I’m not telling it to assign blame.”

That part mattered.

More than anything.

“I’m telling it because there will be moments in your life when someone decides who you are… without really seeing you.”

I let that settle.

“And in those moments, you will have a choice.”

My voice softened, but it carried.

“You can accept their version. Or you can build your own.continue reading …