When I saw my wife, eight months pregnant, standing alone at the sink doing dishes at ten at night, I called my three sisters and said something that made everyone fall silent. But the most intense reaction… came from my own mother.

hurt her. I wasn’t a tyrant. Simply put… I didn’t see it. Or maybe, if I’m being completely honest, I did notice it in the corner of my eye, but I chose the coward’s way out. I chose not to think too deeply, because thinking would demand action, and action would disturb the fragile, well-established balance of my family.

I’m the youngest child, and continue reading …