My mother called my baby girl chunky. I asked her to stop. She said it again at the baptism. I told myself I'd set a boundary, but I hadn't. Here's what I actually had, and what it cost me to keep it for thirty years.

Every decade asks a different question of us, and most family conflict comes from two people answering different ones. This is the introduction to the Generational Clues series, a decade-by-decade look at what each season of life is quietly asking of us, from the 20s through the 70s and beyond.