Thank you for saying this so beautifully.
“You have the body of a goddess…”
For a moment, I allowed myself to bask in the glow. Vague visions of those marble-limbed deities beloved of sculptors and painters flickered across the screen of mind. The Judgement of Paris… the Venus de Milo… or, more realistically, something by Botticelli…
…and, meeting my friend’s eyes, the one that was really in both of our minds. The Venus of Willendorf.
“… not that you are that bad…” added my cautious friend, before the cheese-knife could be used to good effect.
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Curiously enough, no insult was intended…or taken. It was actually a compliment. My friend clarified by adding that I have the body of a woman who has lived most of her life already, borne, fed and raised children, laughed, suffered and lived to some purpose. Although my body might look out of place on a lissome twenty-something, her body…
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