Oops...I posted this kind of late in the evening and forgot to make the links. Sorry about that.
There seems to be a trend, at least in my circle, of women trying to earn extra money with direct sales companies. Those of us who have reached our 30’s, cringe at the thought of asking, “Do you want fries with that?” Nor do we don’t want to be on our feet four hours straight ringing up sales at the local gas station. So, as the price for gas and groceries skyrockets, it seems many of my friends are heading in the same direction.
I’m having a difficult time aging. My body isn’t worried about the wrinkles, cellulite and gray hair that keep popping up. No, it’s ME that is struggling with it.
My mind feels like I’m still twenty. I still eat like I have the same metabolism I had 20 years ago and I try to ignore the parts of my body that are reaching for the floor. In the background, I can hear my body snickering at me.
History class was always a challenge for me. Not because I didn’t find it interesting or I didn’t care to learn it, but because it was all about men. (No offense, guys.) But, truly, I spent my school-age years wondering about women who were only expected to sit at home, sweeping their dirt floors and making meals out of lard. Was this to be what was expected of me? Is this all I had to look forward to? Everything that happened in the world of any importance was, according to my history book, done by a man. Well, wait…a woman DID sew the American flag, but Betsy Ross is the only woman who comes to mind who showed up in a history book all the way through high school. I had big dreams, but spent a lot of time doubting that I was worth anything because I didn’t have any examples…heroines if you will…of women who had found a way to make a difference in the world.
Sometime in my college years (of which there were many – I kept changing my major), it occurred to me there must have been some important women in American History. Apparently, I was going to have to find them for myself and women’s history has been a passion for me ever since. I wouldn’t say I’m a feminist, but I was starving for information about my gender. Most of my college papers were written about the plight of women and, over the years, I learned about the woman who started the girl scouts (Juliette Gordon Low), the one who founded the Red Cross (Clara Barton), and the first woman to have a seat in congress (Jeannette Pickering Rankin). Even the Bible mentions women who took active rolls in society. Why had we never been taught about all of these interesting women?