Saturday, February 22, 2014

Proud Momma...

I am proud of both of my girls for so many reasons. They have both turned into thoughtful, witty, bright little women. Sara is a pretty unusual 10-year-old. She is incredibly sensitive to the feelings of others, and she has, without question, the biggest heart of anyone I know. She's also hilarious, and she keeps everyone in stitches most of the time.

On Friday,  she came home from school a little upset. When I asked her what was wrong, she told me she was disappointed in a friend of hers. The friend in question had made a comment about two other girls she saw hugging at recess, saying they were acting like a couple of "lezzies."

"Why would you say that?" Sara asked.

"What? Don't you know what a lesbian is?" her friend asked.

"Of course I do," she said.

"Well, it's gross! Two women together? That's disgusting!" her friend said. By now, they had attracted a small audience. Sara didn't care.

"First of all, friends hug all the time. It doesn't mean they're gay. And even if they were, just because it's different from you and what you're used to doesn't mean there's anything wrong with it. It's who they are. It's not gross."

Needless to say, on an Oklahoma playground, her comments were not well received. But she didn't back down, even when her opinion was clearly unpopular. I am so proud of her for standing up for what she believes with grace and confidence under pressure, something many adults aren't capable of doing.

My daughters are both amazing, and they each have their strengths. This is Sara's. I can hardly wait to see who she becomes.

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

365

So much to say and no words to say it...I've never really known this kind of contentment. I know who I am. Not only that, but damn, I like this girl...I'm not scared. I'm not sad. For the very first time in my life, I'm not TRYING to fit in anywhere. I'm just being me, and living outside the lines. What stays with you...that's what's real. My girls. My friends. The Boy. My family. And I love them more than I can say. :)

He tried to break me. Instead, I blossomed.