Fight like a girl
I encountered a situation recently where the old stereotypes of boys and girls was glaring. The boy wanted control and the girl wanted to share. You know it’s not really just this way because Tin is much more of a sharer than you would think (and no I’m not glorifying him because he’s my son, he is just more tender than some boys I see, neveryoumind the meltdown tantrum this morning which usurped his keyboard privileges).
But I was speaking to a dear friend about our New Year’s resolutions and she said for the first time in her life she feels good about the ones she made and the progress she is making and I said me too. We thought about it and it seems this year instead of having goals like get this, lose that, make this, learn that – we made plans for self actualization and process. She said, “Do you think we are finally starting to be more like women then men?”
Amen.