I talk to women's groups all over the country and see women struggling with this. The fear of not being accepted, of being different, of not having a man, all make it hard for a woman to do what she really believes is right for her.

Thankfully, it became clear to me that when I compete, I lose my connection to the passion I have for my work.

What you don't know about women is alot.

When I was a kid, I'd kneel down at the side of my bed every night before I went to sleep, and my mother and I would say a Greek prayer to the Virgin Mary.

You don't stay married for thirty-nine years because of sex or even because of love, but because your partner is a real friend to you, because they respect and regard you.

I sometimes truly despair at ever being meaningfully altered and affected by the things I claim are so important to me.

My husband is a fall-away Catholic, but with a vengeance. He's actually more of a feminist than I am.