this is why i’m raising ella to do whatever makes her happy. i believe in skinned knees, dirty hands, climbing as high as she can, the curiosity of space and how everything works. i will never let her believe that being a girl is holding her back from anything. i will never get tired of her asking, “what’s that?” or sitting with her for 15 minutes while she watches how machinery works in our every day adventures, as i do my best to explain what it all means. this is important. my patience in her curiosity and ability to achieve has already made a huge impact in her life. ella will be 2 years old on friday and already tells herself, “i got it” when faced with a new challenge and “i did it!” when she accomplishes it.
raise your daughters to be self-aware beyond their looks. raise your daughters to always be curious. raise your daughters to work hard. raise your daughters to have passions that make them happy. raise your daughters to be whatever the fuck they want to be.
It hits you like a thousand knives stabbing you all over your body. You can’t breathe. You can’t think. At least, not about anything but the pain. Which is why I’m not looking forward to jumping in there after you.