Dinner with My Family

by Kimi Goodrich

Sitting at the dinner table, I look around at the faces that surround me. I get that I am a part of these people, I understand the whole flesh and blood theory, I know how tightly ties can bind. I am aware that I wouldn't be able to plant my roots without having been harvested from my family tree. It's clear that my ass looks good in jeans because of my parents' genes, and that the very life that I have was made because of them. I get it. But do I owe my life to my family, or do I owe it to myself to live it the way I know I need to live it?

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Kimi Goodrich is the author of My Newest Lover, Take the Money and Run and The Unborn Kiss.