"Some women are made of steel,
stones, tears, dust, bones and scars.
Others are made of books, music,
rainfall, stardust, moonlight, flowers,
day dreams and wild adventures.
The rare ones are made of both."
CampCorrals
Methinks 'tis just who I want to
be when I grow up. . .
I find the changes in women, and
their roles, in my last 70 years to
be most interesting. From house-
wives to professionals, from high-
schoolers to college educated, from
a kind of sub-species to leader of
the pack!
I find myself in absolute awe of
this new breed of woman. She is
amazing, rather beyond belief.
Another thought . . . the young
gals coming into our world today
have a great deal to live up to.
I wish them well; I wish them luck.
Or, maybe luck has nothing to do
with it. More likely, determination,
personal growth and a great deal
of a sense of self worth.
May the woman we all wish
to become . . .
. . . prevail!
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