When I found out about Elizabeth Edwards' death yesterday, I was beseiged with three basic emotions. I felt sad, angry, and glad to be a woman. I just couldn't shake those feelings. They were all mixed up together. Part of it is because it brought back poignant memories of my husband Tom's courageous battle with cancer.
The other part is the sisterhood connection we have with one another. That woman to woman thing. The need to protect our own gender when we are in pain or are wronged in some way.
Elizabeth will always be remembered as a woman of great strength and fierce loyalty, as she bravely went on to campaign with her husband knowing she had breast cancer. Such grace and dignity! It must have been physically exhausting for her. Yet, she stood by his side; always there for him. And what did he do? We all know the answer to that question. That's why I'm angry.
I send my condolences to Mr. Edwards for the loss of a beautiful wife. I will also send him a bag of horse pucky for his ultimate betrayal.
3 comments:
i was quite out of sorts when i heard the news. even a little ashamed at myself for some of my thoughts during john's campaign that wrongly judged her actions.
i do not pretend to understand the woman to woman sisterhood thing but i don't have to to know it's there just the same. furthermore, it's no wonder given the boneheadedness with which men approach women in general.
oh well, nicely done miss pam.
Bobby, we women aren't perfect; close, but not quite perfect. My gripe is, if anyone wants to have a fling, or whatever, at least have enough integrity to end the current relationship and move on to whomever you think better suits your needs. It's the dishonesty that gets me. But, sadly, I'm afraid that follows with the role most politicians play.
Thanks for the kudos, Robert.
Well, hopefully Mr. E. knows fully well what he's lost and will never have again. Elizabeth was a treasure.
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