At my graduation party in Idaho, my nephew slammed my gift bag on the ground and sneered, 'Eat it on the ground.' Everyone laughed—until my calm reply froze the schoolyard. The lights in my mom's backyard were as bright as a Pinterest board—golden fairy lights, glowing red Solo cups, country music blaring from a Bluetooth speaker. We were in a small Idaho town, with mountains in the distance, mosquitoes buzzing in the grass… and a lot of tension you can't see in the pictures. My name is Daisy. I