I’m 47. That’s the age most women will experience peri menopause. You might go for a routine check with your OBGYN. I did that, 2 years too late, and my OBGYN noticed a large polyp. She was down there and said something. I was completely freaked out. Of course I was thinking, “There’s a hugeContinue reading “Things all women will go through”
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A great dad
I can remember a time when someone on my school bus was going off on Hispanic dads. Can’t remember the specifics, I can only remember being so shocked at this narrative. That they’re unavailable or absent all together. I told this person they were wrong, so wrong. Being a shy pre teen, I didn’t thinkContinue reading “A great dad”
In the air tonight
music.apple.com/us/album/in-the-air-tonight-from-little-fires-everywhere/1501411514 Sometimes a song brings you back to the days when you invited a friend over to listen to music.
Another Days Work: Part 6
Just as we were about to break, Ptuto raised his hand. Shiah saw this and nodded. “Did he sign the letter?” It was a great question. No one was legally allowed to print the Pharaoh’s name without him knowing about it. Shiah hesitated for a moment. It was telling. “I mean…. yes? Sure?” This sentContinue reading “Another Days Work: Part 6”
Another Days Work: Part 5
“Our Pharaoh has assured us that he will do everything he can to keep us safe. I myself saw him write a letter to his father, who as you all know rests in the field of reeds at its highest point!” Ptomeses groaned and shook his head. He didn’t like this Pharaoh or his father.Continue reading “Another Days Work: Part 5”
Another days work: part 4
Shiah took a deep breath in, her eyes closed, chin up to the sun god, then she exhaled, her chin down to to the god of the underworld, set. This couldn’t have been good. “There is talk from the north. The kingdom of Greece. There is talk of expansion.” We all knew what that meant.Continue reading “Another days work: part 4”
Another days work: part 3
Once again, I didn’t get to the fountain quick enough. There were already 6 men in front of me, drinking their morning water. We got four bowls each. It was enough at the time but given what we knew was in store for the day, it was never enough. By first break, we’d all beContinue reading “Another days work: part 3”
Another days work: part 2
I saw Ptuto leading multiple women with jugs of water to the fountain. He was my boss and always claimed to be awake before us. We all thought he was exaggerating, talking about his lack of sleep because he’d go to the wells while “we were dreaming” but at least today, he wasn’t. The womenContinue reading “Another days work: part 2”
Another days work, on the first great pyramid.
I woke up in darkness. No one had lit the morning fires. That was unusual so I stayed in my sleeping quarters for a moment. I could hear snoring. It was like a blade sharpening on a stone wheel. Ptomeses. He’d broken his nose moons ago when we were kids. It had never healed right.Continue reading “Another days work, on the first great pyramid.”
The progress of women in the recent past from the pov of an almost “older” woman
I grew up in a passively sexist society. The 1980’s. This time warranted the song “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” by Cyndi Lauper. I can relate. I washed dishes while my brother, the same age, was left to his own devices with his transformers and his castle grey skull. My She-Ra and little ponies wouldContinue reading “The progress of women in the recent past from the pov of an almost “older” woman”