The Balm

The day I’m not concerned about spending $44 on a Charcoal-scented Apotheke candle, it is, as I believe the cool kids say, over for you hoes.

One part of the year when I’m not at my best is the two month-ish stretch between Mother’s Day and Father’s Day, with my parents’ anniversary in between. I’m still learning how to manage it. I think ignoring these days is not the right move; I know that because I tried it once. Doing something small feels nice, as it does on my parents’ birthdays. This …