I realized that just having menses didn't make me a woman. And those menses are not my justification, nor are they my sole point of relationship to other women. I have often found that conversation in a larger group of women is deadly boring - no, I don't want to talk about child-rearing or how brilliant by 2 wonderful step-children are (I know they are, I don't need to advertise it), or how terrible/wonderful/etc my husband is, or about incipient menopause.
I want to talk about books, and ideas, and politics, and travel, and the world. I find that so often women seem to limit themselves to the red tent, as it were, and don't look up and beyond the door-flap. We and our children and husbands/partners would benefit so much from us looking beyond the tent.
Guess you can tell that I'm not much for chick-lit
either. (PS - I do have a wonderful sister!)
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