"The art of losing isn't hard to master"

Womens EmpowermentUncategorized

Friday morning. Early. 4:10am. “Mama!” I jolt awake, knocking into my iPad on the nightstand, which immediately bursts into a blue screen of blinding light. A message box appears: “Update Complete,” it says with a patently Apple bleep. I squint and look away. “Mama!” Jonah calls out again from downstairs. He’s had a rotten cold for days, with a cough that’s …