By: Hettie Basil Lighttower
I learned something new this week. I learned new benefits about squatting. Not the kind where you take shelter in a structure that doesn’t belong to you, but the kind I have not done since in my thirties. You know, when you bend your knees and drop your butt down and have a pretend invisible seat?
Mid-life I tore a meniscus, then again in the second knee. Squatting down became a…