My Mother Called Me “Damaged Goods” at My Sister’s Baby Shower—Then My Five Children Walked Through the Door

annihilate your mother at a baby shower?”

I laughed.

News traveled fast.

“I didn’t annihilate anyone.”

“According to the version I heard, there was broken porcelain.”

“There was.”

“And a neurosurgeon.”

“Yes.”

“And five children.”

“Also yes.”

Margaret sighed happily.

“Wonderful.”

“You’re impossible.”

“Correct.”

She paused.

Then her voice softened.

“Are you okay?”

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