On my way home yesterday, I spotted a neighbor stranded on the side of the road in her car. I pulled over and asked if she was O.K. She said the car was acting weird and she was reluctant to drive it the rest of the way home. I offered to drive slowly behind her until she got safely parked in the apartment complex parking lot.
All of my life, up until the light body process, I was a skinny person. I could eat anything in any amount and not gain an ounce. In fact, when I was a teenager, in the early 60s, the beauty ideal for the female was well-rounded and voluptuous, so I yearned to gain some girth. Continue reading
March is Women’s History Month. While it is good to recognize and celebrate the women that contributed to, among other things, making all women more free, and while so many of these women sacrificed so much toward that end, I look forward to a time when there is no more need for a month out of the year to celebrate women as a gender in any capacity.
Any more than there is a need to celebrate men as a gender in any capacity. In fact, doesn’t it sound redundant to have a Men’s History Month? Continue reading