You Don’t Have to Pretend You’re Happy When You’re Sad

Here’s what to do instead.

I grabbed the loaf of bread, a jar of peanut butter, and a jar of strawberry preserves. I popped two pieces of bread into the toaster and just as they were about to jump out —

“Could you make me one of those?” my Abuelita asked. I turned to find her pulling out a chair, wincing in pain as she did so. I…