My Two Grandmas On My Two Fingers.

I was supposed to get my grandma's pearls, but since they couldn't be found, I was given her wedding ring. And now I have my two grandmas on my two fingers. Grandma Hills on my right hand, placed firmly on the ring finger, and my grandma Hanke sitting comfortably in the middle on the same hand.

Yesterday was International Women's Day. I had work all day, so I wasn't quite sure how to celebrate. This holiday has been around for a while (since 1909), but I had never heard of it until the other day. Most other women I asked at work had never heard about it either, and the more I thought about it, the more peculiar it felt. It's a legitimate holiday, as I glance at my calendar I can see that it's written there on March 8th, right above Daylight Savings Time begins. Apparently the holiday is much more of a big deal in the formerly Soviet countries like Russia and Armenia, and in some places women receive presents. In Italy, the men give the women yellow mimosas, which are actually beautiful flowers known as Acacia dealbata. I just worked, and then came home feeling like I might be coming down with something. But boy does it feel great to overcome all the struggles I've faced as a woman!

Today I came across a song I hadn't listened to in a while. "Alone Again (Naturally)" by Gilbert O'Sullivan. This is what truly strikes me on such a gray day as this:

It seems to me that there are more hearts broken in the world, that can't be mended

Left unattended,

What do we do?

What do we do...