A Bottle of Tears in Cincinnati
I’ve moved back from the Philippines five months ago and since being home, I’ve been stuck in a weird loop of family crises and brief intermissions. I’ve flown to Los Angeles with two days’ notice to be a caretaker for my aunt post-operation and packed up her home for her transcontinental move. I’ve nannied my distant relative’s kids during a family crisis in South Carolina which consisted of a lot of holiday distraction and a million rounds of card games. I sat with my great