I keep happening upon renovated bathrooms: at the local apartment complex, at the local synagogue. I didn’t think the previous bathrooms were so bad. “Why did they spend the money to redo them?” I initially thought. But after using them, I realized there is something uplifting about using a fancier, finer ladies’ room. It elevates how I feel about myself and adds a layer of majesty to life.
Published by Gila Daman
Author of Pandemic Poetry, She Pooped, I'm Pooped!: Motherhood Year One, First Comes Self-Love, Then Comes Marriage, and The Roadmap Ends Here: Entering Adulthood. This blog is dedicated to helping you cultivate happiness and attain inner peace. View all posts by Gila Daman