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I walked downtown the other day and had to stop to look around.  Although I knew where I was geographically, the diversity of people around me left me wondering what exactly did it mean to be part of the women in the usa?  As I entertained this thought a little further, I took note of my surrounding circumstances.

I watched as a mom unpacked snacks for a feeding frenzy gathered around at a play ground.  I turned to see a hurried woman in a business suit slip into a vehicle.  My eyes followed to an older woman, sitting on a bench, smiling.  Although culturally I might have been different from these women, being here in this country meant I was part of something greater.