I smiled through 14 straight birthday dinners and the 15th is where I broke
I didn't even know how many I'd faked until I counted the photos on my phone last night and realized I've been grinning through every single one of my mom's birthday dinners since I moved back to Cincinnati 14 months ago while secretly counting the minutes until I could leave, so how do you tell your own mother that the cake and the candle and the whole thing feels like a performance you can't stop doing?