Mar 25, 2019
6 min read
How I Lost My Mother to Second-Wave Feminism
I hated those NOW women — until I realized they were helping me
Before they came along, my mother was home with me. We played and had a grand time making sauce from the little crabapples we collected off the tree outside our kitchen window. My mother’s attention always made me joyful. I was five, and I felt like she and I owned the world. That…
