came from my parents . I vividly recall watching my mother have to lie down from time to time. It seemed random and I always wondered what triggered it.
What sent her to the room with a headache? Why are they so often? Was it something I said or did? Was she mad at my dad? Surely, it was my brother playing Mario Brothers way too loudly! Fast-forward a few presidents, several cellphone generations, and the death of Blockbuster, and I found myself walking down the aisle saying, “I do.” We had dated a few years, so I had the opportunity to see how my beloved would react when I too, had migraines like my mom did.