I worry about my daughters.
I worry that they are growing into women in a world that still doesn’t respect them as it should. That they will not be afforded the same opportunities as their brothers. I am grateful that they are beautiful because i know that will make things easier for them. Yet writing that down makes me feel bad. Bad because it’s true. Bad because their beauty will make them more vulnerable to men who like to take advantage of beauty.
And all i can do is teach them as best i can to be strong and confidant. Compassionate and bold. To take chances and be safe. There is no way i can teach them everything i want to because they have to learn from mistakes. To make mistakes.
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I love your posts about your kids. These are things I think about for my daughter, too. She is petite, and pretty, which will probably open doors for her. But I worry that people may not take her seriously because she is small and cute. So I plan to teach her to be strong, and to not be afraid to be smart.