I've been outed as a fat girl. My own sister -- a size-four fashion maven -- called me "plus-sized" in an interview she gave to an international media outlet. So now a world of strangers thinks of me as a roller ball to her Sharpie.
When it's your widowed mom who's getting frail, facing yet another loss and soon to face her end, it's all too easy to be swept up in operatic emotions.