International Women’s Day has been a thing for more than a century, but it has special meaning for me this year. In four days, I celebrate 50 years of life and living, and I find myself, as always, looking back on what has been and looking forward to what is yet to come. But today I find myself also reflecting on the woman I have become and the journey I’ve been on to get here. What a long, strange trip it’s been. 🙂
I am also reflecting on how the woman I am today influences my kids, a boy 19 and a girl 17. What do they see in me that they want to emulate, or not? How have I inspired them to be, or not, one thing or another? Have I done my job well? Have I given them the right values and beliefs to be good people with good hearts? Will my son treat women with respect? Will my daughter ensure that she is treated with respect?
I do know this for sure: I am more confident now than I have ever been in my life. I struggled for years to find my voice, both as a writer and as a woman. I grew up with the mantra, “Children are to be seen and not heard.” I was a cheerleader in grade school and high school, at my mother’s urging, and on the outside, I probably looked pretty confident. But inside, like a lot of us, I was anything but in a world that was not designed to support and celebrate women. Continue reading “International Women’s Day: We Will Never Be Silenced Again”