"I feel like a, a pioneer woman," I said. "I feel so all alone with no where to go, but forward." "That's great," he said. "Did you just hear yourself? Don't you know the definition of a pioneer?"
I fumbled for words. I thought I knew the definition, but all I could think of was a tree standing alone by a stream of water: a tree still standing when all others had fallen.
His positive response surprised me, and I'm wondering what is so good about it? I don't feel a rush of excitement, or a sense of accomplishment, but he made it sound like something wonderful. What am I missing here? I don't know, but it might be worth digging into and sorting out. So, I'm taking the time to find out if I am what I said I am. Am I a "Pioneer Woman", or am I not?
(to be continued...)
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