I was struggling to get the whisk attachment out of the mixing bowl when I was hit with the question I’d been dreading:

“So, are you going to see your mom for Mother’s Day?” my coworker asked as we made whipped cream side by side in the kitchen of the dessert shop where we worked together.

She had unwittingly stumbled upon an awkward line of conversation for me. I took a deep breath and replied: Continue reading →