This blog isn't all womens lib. I still think boys should open the door. I like tradition, and old fashioned rituals. Today I take out my own trash, (sometimes) and I don't feel too sad about that. All my friends are strong women, sometimes I wonder if I fit in. When I'm alone, I feel much weaker, but then I'll find strength somewhere deep in my head. I think it comes from other strong women. My mom is not a pushover. I think it's been there all along. Searcing for Sarah, turning over places in my brain, I find out I'm alot like my mom, and I like that.
Lesson #38: Know your own strength
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