Mother’s Day Reflections from A Grandmothered Femme Who Chose Death Over Calling Ava
I have been estranged from Ava for longer than I was ever in her care, given that she left me with my grandparents in Trinidad during my early childhood to pursue dietician training in New York City, but the way the Trinidadian Facebook Rumour Mill likes to state I only ever get one mother, so I should cherish her, it is clear they need a reminder that Ruby Goorahoo raised me.