There is a dirty spot in history reserved for me. There are a lot of tainted titles I suppose, but it only takes one to get you remembered, for better or worse. There is a title for me.
I am a pioneer who bravely went where no woman had gone before, okay, maybe not bravely and maybe my pioneering didn’t beat a path that I would necessarily encourage women to follow but, hey, I was there first and that has to count for something.
If I had the choice to do it all again, would I? Well that’s a good question but I never had a choice. My pioneer’s life just happened to me. I became brave because I was always in a situation where I had to be. Now I have to be here and this requires the most bravery of them all.
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