This is not a political post. That said, this election week has been crazy, to say the least. Many have been asking how we will explain it to our children. What do we tell our daughters? How could this have happened? I had a different blog post written yesterday but, after some reflection, decided not to post it. Rather than think about what this election may or may not teach my children, I realized that what my husband and I teach our children – our daughters – will hold more weight with them than anyone else on the planet. So, I redirected my focus away from current events.
Sure, one day when they’re older they’ll learn about politics in school; they’ll learn about politicians. But, regardless of what their teachers say and what they see on TV, my daughters will learn more from my example. What a terrifying thought – certainly more terrifying than who is or isn’t in office. My kids are watching my every move, hanging on my every word. I am their truth. I am their teacher. I am their role model. In their eyes, my job is bigger than any president because everything I do affects them personally, directly.
So what will I teach them? Or, rather, what do I hope to teach them?
I hope to teach them that opportunities will come but that they have to work for and seize them. I hope to teach them that things won’t always work out the way they want or plan and that best response is always kindness and grace, even when their hearts are broken. I hope to teach them that while there will always be people who mistreat and devalue them, they are worthy, they are strong, they are smart, and they are powerful. I hope to teach them that they are forces to be reckoned with. I hope to teach them that disagreements should be met with an open mind and empathetic ear. I hope to teach them that everyone has a story and a worldview that will often differ from theirs. I hope to teach them that it’s our job to stand next to and behind the abused, oppressed, and mistreated. I hope to teach them to embrace differences. I hope to teach them that there is nothing God can’t overcome; that He is good and is in all things. I hope to teach them that there will be many things that try to divide our family but that we’re always stronger together. I hope to teach them that emotions are a good thing and that they should absolutely express them – but always in a way that won’t damage themselves or others. I hope to teach them that they should always stand by their convictions, despite societal or peer pressure. I hope to teach them that there will always be obstacles in their way but they have the ability to destroy them. I hope to teach them that they never have to settle for the status quo and that they do have the ability to change their circumstances. I hope to teach them that they are world changers.
Regardless of politics, “the man” might try to hold them down. “The man” may make them feel like less-than. “The man” might try to grope them and call them names. It’s our job to show them that any man who attempts these things isn’t a man at all; they don’t have to accept it and that they have the opportunity to make a difference everyday. But, I hope to teach them how to throw a punch like a man, too… you know, just in case.
Girl Moms, we have a big job ahead of us. Let’s get to work.
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