Red Tent
You know it’s funny how I have so many friends that are writers - I seem to collect them like the books they write. I’m not full of stories like these folks are but every once in a while I get inspired. I watched “The Red Tent” last night and that is a powerful story. I laughed and cried and felt for Dena. I read the book once long ago and it still sits on my bookshelf because it was a book that I wanted to read again… I’ve just not gotten to it… I probably will now.
I miss having a group of women friends that share like they did in that red tent. I have belonged to groups like this in the past but for one reason or another they have all broken apart and gone separate ways. Maybe it was the blood bond that kept those women together in the red tent or maybe it was the shared circumstance, the only safe place they had. Whatever the reason we need more red tents.
I miss having a group of women friends that share like they did in that red tent. I have belonged to groups like this in the past but for one reason or another they have all broken apart and gone separate ways. Maybe it was the blood bond that kept those women together in the red tent or maybe it was the shared circumstance, the only safe place they had. Whatever the reason we need more red tents.