Having the ability to switch from intellectual hogwash to an emotional mud fight in a split second is no easy feat. What’s even more amazing is that everyone does it. Growing up I was taught that certain traits are feminine or masculine.
I’m beginning to see that most of those gender rules are wrong.
Everyone hurts. Everyone cries. Everyone has emotions. Everyone has intellect. One gender isn’t better than the other. Centuries of wasted propaganda. Keeping the divide alive between the sexes. Keeping the confused in a state of confusion. Branding the lies with posters and media coverage.
Looking through a telescope of information for guidance. Searching for answers for the future. When I am the person who decides what my future is. I keep reaching out but maybe I should just keep looking upwards.
My daily heroes are regular people. The family that helps the community. The man who opened the door me. The teenager who carried bags for me. The unique way of being a blessing when there’s nothing to give. Reaching inside and sharing a piece of oneself. These things are priceless.
My decision to come here wasn’t planned out correctly.
It’s been a hard pill to swallow.
Thankful is an understatement when it comes together with my gratitude for all the things that have helped us succeed here.
I plan to explore more. Complain less and put my best foot forward.
Hoping for days filled with adventure this winter season