We all chatted lightly, my mom smiling and laughing as Gianna told a funny story about a work friend. She continued, wisely distracting us with lighthearted topics. She talked about her husband, Aaron, which made me feel only a little jealous. She talked about their intentions to have a baby. Her fertility doctor told her it was only a matter of time before she became pregnant. Mom lit up at the prospect of having a grandchild and it was hard for me to resent the notion that gave my mother such joy. Instead, I smiled at the mental image of running around in the grass with my little niece or...