This morning I woke to the news that I was dead. But unless I had somehow become Susie Salmon in Lovely Bones, narrating the story of my death from the afterlife, it wasn’t me. It was someone else who shared my name.
On Saturday, my boyfriend’s ex-wife made a vow to love another man until they are parted by death. Unlike me, she isn’t afraid to give marriage another try.
To all women, here in the flesh or in spirit, I offer my gratitude. You are the mothers of the world who bring in to being new life, new thought, new beauty.