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(As Seen In Becoming Woman, by Ellen Hagan & Alecia Whitaker) My women are big women. The kind of women that hold me tight with big hugs, linking thick wrists behind my back; tall women that tower over me, strong and proud like maple trees, maple leaves big and wide like their smiles, as real as the lips that stretch them. Deep rooted women, size 8, 10, 11 shoe wearing women, grounded in family women. Three generations of big women standing around a deep steel pot plopping pieces of pulled dough and chicken into a Thanksgiving favorite – chicken dumplings, yeast rolls, turkey, pink salad, “drinks are on the front porch!” kind of big family dinners. My women are strong women. The kind of women that hide their tears from each other, and especially from our men. Big hearted women, reaching long piano fingers out to immigrants learning to read, attaching themselves to patients with less than six months to live, and helping five year olds with their weekly Bible verses. My women, are big bosomed women. Big back slapping hugs pressing me close against soft, fleshy pillows with murmurs of, “You know I love you,” in my ear. I prepare my sister for her filling out stage. Late for me, late for Mom, late for Mamaw, but big in the end. I tell her to look to our beautiful women. |
