It never occured to me
By Our Bodies Ourselves • February 3, 2011
Please note: This entry -- originally posted at Our Bodies, Our Blog -- has not been updated since the publication date listed above.
I was blessed-gifted-chanced with the most beautiful, most kind and most loving parents. They taught me to love learning; reading; experiencing. I can tell them everything. My mother, when I was 9 and three quarters, bought me yet another book to quench my thirst for knowledge. This book was "Our Bodies, Ourselves."
The first thing I noticed was the size, a several hundred page paperback. The second, the fact that it was nonfiction. Third, the pink on it's cover. I did not like pink. I still do not like pink, not for it's connotations, or that fact that it is the only shade of a color to have a name-I digress. I poured through "Our Bodies, Ourselves." I learned so much I did not ask my mother about. Not because I was embarrassed to ask her, but because it would never to occurred to me that that goes there...
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