Dismissed For Lacking A Degree, I Let My Life Speak For Itself – The Archivist

shirt. He mumbled something sleepy about the itchy collar, and I kissed his forehead, breathing in the familiar scent of his shampoo.

“Love you, Mom,” he whispered.

“Love you too, baby. So much.”

I changed into comfortable clothes, made myself a cup of tea, and sat at my kitchen table—the same one where I reviewed grant applications and paid bills and continue reading …