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Perhaps it was because he first shared his family stories so openly that I found it easier to speak.
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Hesitating, I said,
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“My mom passed away, and my dad, like yours, cut ties with me.”
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That year, at my mom’s funeral, a sea of people came, all dressed in black.
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The master of ceremonies gave a long eulogy, but I couldn’t fully understand it. My mind wandered midway.
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I remember looking at my mom’s photo, where she seemed to smile at me, and I smiled back.
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The next second, I was slapped to the ground by my father.
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He roared, “Your mom’s dead! How can you still smile?”
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Everyone turned to look at me as if I were some kind of monster.
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In that moment, I was terrified.
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Tears welled in my eyes, but I bit my lips and didn’t dare make a sound.
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In the first year after my mom’s passing, my dad often sat in the living room at night, flipping through her letters and photos.
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By the second year, he had packed her belongings into a few boxes and pushed them into a dusty
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corner.
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By the third year, he had remarried.
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The new stepmom dumped the boxes into the yard, saying she wanted to burn them all.
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I desperately rummaged through the pile and saved the camera, holding it tightly to my chest.
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I burned myself in the process.
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From then on, the camera became the only thing left of my mom.
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Later, my younger sister was born.
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The love and attention of the whole family shifted to her.
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I grew up as if invisible, turning eighteen without anyone noticing.
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to college
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enrollment, my dad handed me a thick stack of
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now.
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counted it–30,000
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severed the blood ties between us.
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and classmates praised me for
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stay calm no matter
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started working, this became my professional strength.
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but only I knew–I was too
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ང་ད
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on the day of the funeral, I hadn’t angered
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still have
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years, I’ve grown used to suppressing my
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if I ever laughed freely again or
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lose something even more
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I let
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furrowed deeply. The usual faint smile at the corners
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tone was unusually
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have you forgotten? You were only five years old
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little puzzled. “What?”
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laughing are a child’s
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no one ever let you be
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it struck me like a
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the funeral, my dad stopped speaking to me for a long time.
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my sister was born, my needs
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my studies and
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wasn’t a single moment when I had been cared for as
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I understood that my tears and
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was better to bury them
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I said
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but I’m an adult now. It’s impossible to
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want to laugh, or cry when I want to cry…”
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I finished speaking, a sudden jolt ran through my ribs, like a mild electric
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let out a strange yelp
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was Joseph poking my side.
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smile, he said,
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dodge, but
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