I'm so grateful!

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

- Maya Angelou

Most day's I dread satellite interviews at work - we do them after the noon news with some regularity. Usually it's some star, or the most recently ousted "Survivor," but today was an absolute blessing.

Today Barbara, one of our anchors, interviewed Maya Angelou. I ran audio for Maya Angelou!!!! She is sponsoring an essay contest for students at, or perhaps entering, historically black universities. She was brilliant, so very thoughtful, poignant, and wise. I sat in a state of awe. This is one of those days when I'm so very glad to be where I am, and doing what I'm doing.

Barbara's last question to Dr. Angelou was regarding the legacy she thought she'd be leaving behind when she was gone, to which she said:

"When I finally decide to go to Mars, I want those who love me to . . . roast a chicken, make a simple salad with olive oil and lemon juice, get a loaf of good bread and a glass of good white wine, and say 'She tried.'"
-Maya Angelou (about 5 minutes ago)