“It’s all uphill from here!” That’s what automatically popped into my head as I was cheering a friend on. I typed it in the chat...

We sat. For hours. Her struggling with herself. Me there, just there, supplying tissues and hugs as needed, and accompanying. It was...

We rarely talk about the struggle. And when we do, we do so selectively. We prefer to glance over it on the way to triumphant victory...