I’m Retiring from Aunthood

This has been a central part of my identity for so long, I fear I’ve lost myself

Image by Alina Nechaeva via Scopio

I became an aunt on my 30th birthday when my younger sister had her first baby. I had just (finally) graduated with my B.A. after spending ten years changing majors. (Oh, if I had only listened to my heart instead of taking everyone’s practical advice!)