I have chosen to reveal the intimacies of Anaïs's last days as I witnessed them so that the story of her death is not lost. Everything comes back in the mind's eye. Everything comes back in the crucible of the heart.
These days, I'm just glad to have known the real woman, to have her insights and a record of her tremendous accomplishment in ink on paper. I only hope tangling horns with the hoarder in me didn't overly distress her, because what it taught me was invaluable.
"If you examine sexy heroines in literature you will see they either lose their lives or their children for expressing their sexuality." I can see now why I was so hesitant. I wasn't willing to die just yet.
The Egyptian uprisings invite us all to stage a personal revolution, overthrow the inner dictator, proclaim our personal freedom and celebrate our liberation. Are you ready to begin waging peace with yourself?
In our era where every life is made public through email, blogs and Facebook, one of the greatest oddities may be that there is not a livelier discussion about the individual's basic need for a more private space.