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My Ideals Told Me That Men And Women Could Both Go Out To Work And Be Truly Equal. My Children Told Me Something More Complicated, Something I Really Didn't Want To Hear. Their Need For Me Was Like The Need For Water Or Light: It Had A Devastating Simplicity To It.

Women Run The Small Country Called Home, Millions Of Us Do It In Our Spare Time, And No One Who Doesn't Run That Small Country Really Knows What It Feels Like In The Dead Of Night When Task Lists Jitter Like Tickertape Through Your Seething Brain.

In Death, We Are Not Defined By What We Did Or Who We Were But By What We Meant To Others. How Well We Loved And Were Loved In Return.

For Centuries, The Question Of Men Needing To Comprehend Women Simply Didn't Arise. Men Were Valued According To How They Measured Up To The Manly Virtues.

No Man Would Ever Use Both Hands To Hold A Cup Of Tea, Unless He Was One Day's March From The South Pole, With One Chum Dead In The Snow, Dogs All Eaten And Six Fingers About To Drop Off. And Even Then He Would Look Around The Empty Tent To Check, In Case Anybody Thought It Was Girly.