Once upon a time little girls were led to believe their job was to groom themselves to care for a handsome prince who would come into their lives and carry them away to happily ever after.
Most of the people I knew, knew better and really wanted so much more for our little girls and little boys too.
Still, I grew up hearing those fairy tales and there were times when I gazed down on sleeping babies, both girls and boys, and wondered what gift I would bestow upon them if I were one of the fairies that came to welcome this sleeping beauty.
As a parent there were so many things I wanted for my children, but I have to admit I have often wondered which one was the most important, outside of love of course.
Love was a given, the way in which I expressed that love determined what the other gift, or gifts were and fortunately I did not have to choose just one.
But if I had – I think it would have been confidence. Growing up confident that I have what it takes to be all I can be, to believe that I know where to look for real support, to realize that everyone makes decisions and the better informed those decisions are the more likely they are to make me feel good about my life, is probably the best gift I can think of.
Now I am a grandmother and I feel so good when I look into the eyes of the new babies coming along. It seems they have been given the gifts that count.
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