Mutha Magazine Article Allison Better -

From a grandmother: “I’m 68. My husband died last year. And I just realized I have never, not once, asked myself what I want for dinner. I’m starting tonight.”

But something has shifted.

Allison remembers the exact fluorescent hum of the Stop & Shop on Route 9. It was 2:47 PM on a Tuesday. She had thirty-three minutes to get the gluten-free dinosaur-shaped chicken nuggets (the ones her youngest would only eat if the eyes were perfectly spaced), almond milk, the specific brand of cheddar bunnies that didn’t have “weird coloring,” and a sympathy card for her mother-in-law’s neighbor. mutha magazine article allison

“I thought I was anxious because I was a bad mother,” she says. “No. I was anxious because I was a mother in a system designed to isolate and exhaust me. I was anxious because I had no village, no margin, no off switch.” From a grandmother: “I’m 68