femininity

I do not want to pull through life like a thread that has no knot. I want to leave something behind when I go, some small legacy of truth, some word that will shine in a dark place.  Nellie McLung

she paved the way. she fought so I don't have to. she made all things possible.

is feminism dead, over, done?

or is it fought every day, everywhere?

every day we fight for equality, safety, rights. women around the world are beaten, neglected, subjugated, terrorized, raped, killed, confined and controlled. who gives them a voice?

it is my responsibility to continue her fight. we have won at home. can we win in iran, darfur?

I am a feminist. I follow in your footsteps. I fall at your feet in gratitude.

People must know the past to understand the present and to face the future.

Contentedness

I search for you. I yearn for you. You often elude me.

But sometimes in moments of calm or chaos. In moments of family and friend. In moments of sun and spring, I find you. You calm me down. You remind me of the joy. The bliss.

I find you in my home. You live there. I find you in nature. You live there.

I am content. I have what I need. I have what I want. I am spoiled rotten.

Joy is sitting on my lap with a snotty nose, laughing.

Bliss is being home, my home.

I am content.

familiarity

something is calming when you're around. you make it easy. you remind me of something. it's comfortable.

The day you left, we said see you later. I walked home and cried. It was the end of the availability of friendship. It was the end of quick drop ins, tea, phone calls and dinners. It changed things. I appreciate you more now. I am grateful for your rare presence. Grateful for your touch. Grateful for your conversation. Grateful.

If you had stayed we would have changed. Now it is glimpses. Perfection.

I still would rather have you here. But I will settle for the visits.