I missed an entire childhood with my mother. Not because she was absent by choice, but because she was a nurse…and her life belonged to the hospital.
In the USA…so just imagine, birthing a child, then clocking in 2 days later…
My mother is a beautiful, unimaginable human being. She has literally held a man’s heart in her hands and pumped it to keep him alive. She’s revived the dead.
My mother is magic.
And…I barely knew her until recently. I missed an entire childhood with her, because she lived in the hospital, and I lived a block away…so close but so far.
Capitalism destroys the human experience.