A Very Lucky Girl

Last year I suffered through British Literature from Beowulf to Paradise Lost  and this semester I'm taking the infinitely more interesting second half of the course. This time period of British Literature includes the feminist movement and it has been really interesting to discuss the expectations of females then and now especially since I'm contemplating a Feminist Philosophy class and a Women and Film class for my fall semester. photo from images4.fanpop.com It seems as though from the beginning of time women are taught to equate success with marriage to a male counterpart. Disney movies and other romantic films teach young girls that brides are valuable and a worthy goal to strive for. 5 out of the 7 girls in my first grade class dressed up as brides for the Fall Festival one year. One of my old bosses used to ask me consistently if I had a boyfriend and would purse her lips disapprovingly when I answered negatively. Am I not complete with a boyfriend in my...

"You miss 100% of the shots you don't take."-Someone Really Smart I honestly don't remember who said the above, but it resonated in my head all day last Monday while I mulled over a possibility. It was a possibility that I was hesitant to share with anybody, because what if it didn't pan out? But I realized that the people in my life are here to share in the joys and the disappointments.  So here goes *virtual deep breath*, I sent in a piece to the Glamour essay contest.  Please ignore the blurry: I was struggling for breath on a 15.0 incline and 4.0 speed during my treadmill workout. I thought, what could it hurt? And took my hands off the heart rate tracker for a split second to snap a photo of a possible future.  I debated with myself all afternoon, but finally forced myself to submit a very revised version of my Addison's Disease essay that evening. I'm a realist; I don't expect anything to come out of my meager offering to the written wo...