Hi Helen,

How good it feels when we find the courage to express especially when it feels like we're going against taboos and the grain of the majority! So bravo to you!

I, too, went to an all girl's school. From the age of six until I graduated from high school, I was surrounded by the most amazing classmates. I call them angels because that's how I experienced their energy. I was the only child with a physical disability in a "normal" school and used crutches to walk. My mother fought to get me into the school since the nuns were afraid I wouldn't be able to keep up with the other children. I started school late in the year since I had been hospitalized with polio for a lengthy period. It warms my heart all over again to recall all the smiling, welcoming faces of the little girls who surrounded me with kindness on my first day of school. I thrived and blossomed in their presence throughout my schooling. We got up to some real hijinks to push back against the authoritarian regime of the nuns although we also quaked in our boots, at times! I was elected President of my Student Council in my final year of high school and had great fun organizing a "Beatles" sock hop and a hay ride up Mount Royal Mountain in Montreal, Quebec. I reconnected with many of my former classmates a few years ago through a private group on Facebook, and I recently had several reunions with some of them. They are as wonderful as ever. Attending an all girls school was one of the greatest joys of my life for which I am forever grateful! As I am for this circle of wild moon women and girl power!

"All night, all day
Angels watching over me..."

x Cathy