As little girls, we are goddesses; we stand atop jungle gyms and climb trees believing we are indestructible and glorious and powerful. Then, inexplicably, that goddess slowly dies. Confidence is replaced by shame and self-loathing and we no longer see our bodies as instruments of greatness but as things to be punished and whittled away.
I had a whole post written about new phases in life, adventure, senior citizen tours and wobbly bits fluttering in the breeze. However, Blogger ate it and only let the above quote survive; I don't fee like rewriting it so.............
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some of my best posts got ate...might be the Goddess doing her own editing.
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