Are you playing Old Maid? No Way

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Once upon a time, along time ago, Single women were called spinsters.

As a child, I remember there were church ladies: widows, old maids, spinsters-wearing gloves, hats and sensible shoes, with dark wool coats and purses on their arms.

They seemed quiet, demure and quaint-very Eleanor Rigby- holed up in apartments. It seemed there was a small, army of quiet women.

Who’s to say there weren’t weekly parties with pitchers of martini’s, embroidered cocktail napkins, Wedgewood plates piled high with Pigs in a Blanket, silver bowls with warm, salted almonds, Velveeta squares on a Ritz crackers and the stereo playing Rachmaninov and Sinatra?

Flash forward, and, today, Single women come in many shapes, sizes and status. Some of us are Single-on-purpose, divorced, widowed, not interested, Gay, happy alone, still looking.

We are a sisterhood.

Fact: Women can lapse into a serious conversation with another woman in the time it takes to cross a boulevard. A simple, “I like you shoes,” has opened multiple, brief, heart-to-hearts.

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Yesterday, well over 2 million women (allies, kindred spirits, mates, new friends) gathered in 300 cities together– all over America – with their hearts in the same place. There was an invisible blanket of love and righteous indignation hovering over all.

Girls don’t like bullies. We don’t like mean, lying, cheating, tyrants or intimidators. We loathe sadistic, brutish and diabolical people. We are beyond incensed when our elected leaders sink to the depths of dishonesty and deceit.

Women are daughters, sisters, cousins, aunts, mothers and grandmothers…we may be kind and benevolent- however, we are not taking it any more.

We are not.

We Shall Persist. We Shall Resist.

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