by Barbara Younger of Friend For the Ride
Decisions have never given me much trouble. In fact, I find most decisions liberating.
I’ve decided about college, career, husband, babies, houses, investments, plotlines for novels, and one of the biggest of all: a mother of the bride dress. But for the life of me, now that I’m finished with periods, I can’t decide what to do with my leftover tampons.
Tampons are turning up everywhere: in purses, drawers, suitcases, book bags, bathroom closets, glove compartments, jewelry boxes, coat pockets, junk drawers, and the oddest place of all, the bottom of a snow boot. I’ve been depositing them in the upstairs closet in a lovely blue bowl. What a collection!
I considered a tampon-burning, but that seems a bit harsh. After all, tampons have rescued me on many occasions. I thought of giving them to my daughters, but the girls like another brand. Shelters welcome donations of feminine products, but they prefer new boxes. I could give them to a still-menstruating (yuck-I’ve always hated that word) friend, but it might be awkward handing over a zip lock bag bulging with tampons.
So this decision has not been made. No matter what I decide, I’ve got a happy choice ahead of me. Let’s hear it for the liberty to make decisions, and let’s hear it for tampon liberation! And for you younger women still madly tucking tampons here and there, be of cheer, at least tampons are liberating you from what your great-grandmothers went through.
Maybe we should start an art project, a communal “I’m Done With All That” sculpture made with all those tampons–and sanitary pads…and the other ‘stuff’ we always had to have on us. What did you do with yours? Tell us in the comments.
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