One month ago, my dad left our physical world to be with us from the other side. He was a good man and the best dad I could have hoped for.
Acting like and being treated “like a man” is almost always culturally prescriptive. Writer Abby Byrd confronts the boy she would have been — If I had been a boy, my parents would have named me “Jeremy.” Trying to imagine myself as the opposite gender is uncomfortable. It’s a mental chasing of my own tail; I […]