Daughters.

I have a ten-year-old daughter (10 going on 18).  She a strong and confident girl, though also quite fragile.  Raising girls is difficult, but all the more satisfying.

I raise my son with concerns about how he will treat others—particularly women.  As such, I probably seem much harder on him.  Quite likely, I am.

As for my daughter, I worry more about how she will be treated.  Call it “sexist”, it you must.  I just consider it fatherhood.  I cannot be over-protective of my little girl.  I confess to my students that my primary motivation for lifting weights is that I might be more intimidating to the boys the day they start coming around to date my daughter.  Still, I know that I cannot always be there to protect her.  She will need to have the strength to stand for herself and the capacity to also walk in partnership with another.

I say my daughter is “strong and confident”.  She is a cuddle, but she is also more likely to “punch” me than to tell me she loves me.  She knows what she wants—she’s going to be a powerful prosecuting attorney one day.  Deep down, though, she is the most gentle and caring child.

I see in her a new generation of women.  It is exciting.  She has great opportunity and the will to do extraordinary things.

I am raising her to believe in herself and to take her rightful place in the world.  I am teaching her to be respectable and demand to be respected; to be on guard without yielding her feminine side.  Ultimately, I am raising her to be human

Less and less do I see a divide between masculine and feminine.  Less and less do I see a blue and pink world.  I see beyond the labels of “diversity” and see a world of unique individuals ordained with unique qualities and gifts that are meant to define one’s unique Purpose.

My role as a father—to a son and a daughter—is to set the stage for my children.  My greatest Purpose in to prepare the next generation to find and fulfill theirs.

I was asked the other day what makes me feel masculine.  Among other things, it is raising a strong, independent, caring woman.

Carpe momento!

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