A bachelor friend said he thanked God every day growing up that he was not a woman. Perhaps being a woman is like having an atypical brain – difficult but a great gift. Deeper richness but a high price. Just as women have a greater sense of colour, so do they feel a greater range? I am so grateful for being a woman.
My husband said how thrown he was by being ill. As if he lost his sense of where north is. I realized that women are so aware of pain, from cramps to morning sickness to childbirth. In, or out of, that lack of control perhaps comes our development.
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