I couldn't sleep last night so I am tired today. It was really hard to exercise this morning, take my dog for a long walk, and get out the door by 9 am to meet my commitments. It had me singing this song...again.
Back in the 1970s when I was in my twenties, I thought I had to do it all.....be SuperMom, SuperWife, SuperNurse, SuperDaughter, SuperWoman. I thought it was my job as a woman. We lived in D.C. back then, and at 5:30 am, after just a few hours of sleep, I would be driving down Georgia Avenue singing at the top of my lungs: "I am woman, hear me roar.......I am strong.....I am invincible....If I have to, I can do anything." It got me through those years.
I've gotten a little wiser since then. I realize that the women's movement didn't mean that I had to do everything, only that I had the freedom to do whichever of those things I wanted. And that trying to be super at everything is an impossibility that will drive you crazy.
Old habits die hard, though, and Helen Reddy immediately springs to mind when the going gets tough. Helen, I thank you. Hear me roar.
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