I don’t really have anything pithy or poignant to add to the statement expressed by Ms. Westheimer (and visualized by yours truly), except to say, “Right on, sister.”
I don’t really have anything pithy or poignant to add to the statement expressed by Ms. Westheimer (and visualized by yours truly), except to say, “Right on, sister.”
This reminds me of a Cool Hand Luke lyric- He picked me up and put me on His shoulders. I could see for miles. He showed me that the mountain I’m climbing is not a mountain at all, but a gentle slope leading home.
It’s funny how they mean different things but also the same thing