I had a fantastic long weekend – something I desperately needed after last week’s sadness and anxiety over Nonna’s passing. Buuut, what usually comes with a fantastic weekend?! Lots of food and wine! So, today, while good (I bought a car woo! Pete helped – nice of him, and shows we can still carry on a good friendship, if I do say so myself), I was feeling a bit guilty over my endulgances, and came across one of my favorite poems – by Maya Angelou – that, in part, talks about what every woman should know about her body, and then, as I was reading, also spoke volumes to my situation as well, so I thought it was worth sharing (an excerpt) – enjoy – and so very true.


EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW…

that she can’t change the length of her calves,
the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents..

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW…

that her childhood may not have been perfect…but its over…

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW…

what she would and wouldn’t do for love or more…

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW…

how to live alone… even if she doesn’t like it…

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW …

whom she can trust,
whom she can’t,
and why she shouldn’t take it personally…

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW…

where to go…
be it to her best friend’s kitchen table…
or a charming inn in the woods…
when her soul needs soothing…

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW…

what she can and can’t accomplish in a day…
a month… and a year…


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