How does one write about truth without a negative tone, when the truth is just that, negative? Sometimes the truth hurts and it is hard...

I am holding the phone to my ear, and my son is on my hip. He is only a few months old, and weighing enough to start toning my arm...

That Woman: With clenched fists and one hand holding my other arm to my breasts. I rock back and forth, and side to side, feeling the...