I love being a woman. Yes, this said to be the weak sex. The one who is able to work, bring home the groceries, change diapers, clean up the house and still dress up, put on some make up, run in heels and look fabulous. The sex which, together with minorities and disabled people, is particularly encouraged to apply for a job because "X" is an equal opportunity employer.
The sex which always shoots for perfection. The one that has feelings and is not afraid to talk about them. The sex which waits by the phone, reads self-help books and cries if someone plays that special song. The one which dreams and makes plans. The one that fell apart so many times, but was always able to start all over again.


Dedicated with love to all the amazing women I know,
and to all the men who are able to realize how wonderful a woman can be.


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