It was important to me to say goodbye to my old body ... taking a vow to wear my scars proudly.
This time there was no escaping it. This was my last child, and this would be the end of our physical attachment.
What I didn’t expect was how much fun it would be. Each time I dipped, and came up to speak my words, I smiled and laughed.
It is revealing that quite regularly women tell me they prefer not to feel like a side of beef being kashered in her immersion process.