I bought my parents a $425,000 seaside house. It was for their fiftieth anniversary. It was the dream they had worked their whole lives for, but never dared to have. I wanted them to have peace. I wanted them to wake up to the sound of the ocean instead of an alarm clock.
I drove up that weekend with a cake and flowers, ready to celebrate. When I opened the front door, I didn’t find celebration. I found…