If I Hadn't Had My Children, I

Pride Was My Wilderness, And The Demon That Led Me There Was Fear.

Holidays Are Enticing Only For The First Week Or So. After That, It Is No Longer Such A Novelty To Rise Late And Have Little To Do.

I Used To Think There Would Be A Blinding Flash Of Light Someday, And Then I Would Be Wise And Calm And Would Know How To Cope With Everything And My Kids Would Rise Up And Call Me Blessed. Now I See That Whatever I'm Like, I'm Pretty Well Stuck With It For Life. Hell Of A Revelation That Turned Out To Be.

Women, As Well As Men, In All Ages And In All Places, Have Danced On The Earth, Danced The Life Dance, Danced Joy, Danced Grief, Danced Despair, And Danced Hope. Literally And Metaphorically, By Their Very Lives.

Animals Are Less Alone With Roaring Than We Are With All These Words.