Rewriting the Footnotes
Last year, we were entertaining a visiting Nashville couple at a gorgeous, candlelit jazz bar in downtown Bangkok, where we have lived for eight years, when the man — a powerful, intelligent, and well-respected friend of ours — leaned across the table, clicked his gin and tonic against my husband’s glass and said, “Curt, you’ve given your family such a wonderful life.” This man is progressive, thoughtful, funny, someone I admire deeply. But his words landed like a gut punch.