
Tomorrow I am having a hysterectomy. I am removing all my girl parts. Ovaries, tubes, cervix and uterus.
I am just beginning to stop and think of the "feminine" in this.
I was getting a massage this morning and I was laying there thinking about having my girls. I was thinking about all my happy and not so happy memories of being pregnant. How I craved asparagus and enchiladas. How I could not sleep. How I hated gaining weight but loved being able to eat extra. And how I felt the days the two girls were born.
Then I flashed to my periods, PMS, PMDD, BITCHYNESS! I thought of my PMS and Bitchy Mood swings. I thought of the money I will save on tampons and pads and advil. I thought of the freedom I will feel not having to concern myself with any of this mess.
So I write, in a therapeutic way mostly. I want to Thank God for making me a woman. For giving me the ability to be a mom. Allowing me to have the honor of healthy child birth.
I will not question why I have endometriosis and why I have had surgery three times to try and fix it or why I have to have this surgery. I will only thank God. I count my blessings and I am grateful for the gift of Womanhood.
This came in an email this afternoon......
May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
And rains fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
And rains fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.











