A Journey

Category: mothers

Taylor Swift

God I love her.  I want to send her a thank you note.  I feel like she helped me raise my daughters and gave them someone smart, feminine, and creative to look up to.  I like that she isn’t afraid to be a role model.  She seems like a normal girl and I guess that is her appeal.

My girls were able to get a meet & greet before one of her concerts.  I was more than a little nervous because sometimes meeting your idol in person can diminish the dream in your head.  I have to say that Taylor Swift met and exceeded the idea they had of her.  It’s been almost 4 years since that fateful day but I remember the excitement when they came through the door…”she’s so tall, she’s so beautiful, she was SO nice!”  My older daughter brought her a letter she wrote.  I came across it the other day and I think it says it all…

“Taylor,

I can’t even believe that I am writing you a letter right now or that I’m actually going to meet you.  I am 16 and for the past 3 years I have been dreaming of meeting you.  Every year for my birthday I have asked for a hug from you (and possibly to have you sing me a song like “Fifteen”)!  But obviously you didn’t just appear at my house on my birthday :)!

You are the only singer I have on my iPod and the only celebrity I’ve ever wanted to meet.  And that is because you are so inspiring, relatable and really seem like a genuinely nice person.  You have shown me that I don’t need to be “cool” or try so hard.  You have taught me that it’s good to be my goofy self and always stay true to who I am.  You have shown me that there is nothing wrong with me if a boy doesn’t like me, because you’ve been through it too.  And when girls are just plain mean, you have shown me that I can rise above it and that I am better than that.  And now all I want is to be kissed in the rain (so my mom keeps joking that she’s going to keep me inside on rainy days :).

Thank you for being here for me as I grow up, even though you didn’t know you were. Meeting you will be one of the most unbelievable experiences of my life and you inspire me by just being you.”

If I were to write Taylor Swift a thank you note I’d thank her for sharing her ability to express what it means to be a girl.  I’d thank her for making mistakes.  I’d tell her to hug her mom because she must have a really good one.  I love Taylor Swift.

But, I do still prefer dogs to cats.

the college process

Wow.  What an interesting experience.  A few more weeks of waiting and we will finally know where this long, drawn out road will lead her…and us.

I will say that my daughter has learned a lot about herself through writing the essays for her college applications.  It is a difficult thing to do…write about yourself, express your feelings with strangers, and usually fit your personality or life story into 400 words or less!   A tough challenge for anyone but I think it’s expecting a lot from a 17 year old.  It was one of the many times I’ve watched my daughter struggle and grow before my eyes.

One of the applications asked “What contemporary issue or trend relating to politics, culture and society, or foreign policy particularly concerns you and why?”  This is what she wrote:

“Prior to high school, I didn’t understand the meaning of feminism. I had a subconscious understanding but I never understood the extent of its importance. When I came to high school, I found an empowering all-female environment and I was able to give a name to the sexism I had seen in middle school. At our school, everyone identifies as a feminist, because it is easy and popular to call yourself a feminist. In an all-female environment, there are very few factors that challenge your confidence or demean you as a woman. However, when I step outside of school, I realize that the rest of the world doesn’t hold these beliefs and it is much more difficult to put feminist ideals into action.

In politics, female politicians are criticized based on their appearance, while male politicians receive more attention for the issues they promote. In the media, there are very few movies that feature a female lead or even pass the Bechtel Test. In the workforce, not only are women paid less than their male counterparts, but they are also constantly concerned with a work-life balance. Women who work are criticized for not adequately parenting their children, while women who stay home are undervalued for their work as mothers.                                                                                                                                

Among my friends, I see girls who are quick to call out sexism in class, but fail to make the connection around boys. I see girls using an editing app to make themselves look skinnier on Instagram. I see girls treating their friends as competition rather than standing by each other. By making a choice not to engage in these demeaning behaviors, I am advocating feminism in my own life.                                                      I am not just someone who holds feminist beliefs, but I vocalize the need for feminism every day. Many people do not realize that feminism simply calls for the equality of women. Forty-two years later, and the ERA still has not been ratified (a fact I never fail to bring up at least once a week).                              

When these misconceptions about women and feminism exist so prominently, it is more difficult for women to gain full equality in politics, the media, and the workforce, and for young women to fight sexism in their social lives. By continuing to advocate for women’s issues, I hope to make feminism feel more real and pertinent to both my peers and society as a whole.”

As I said,  you can blame my daughters.

the beginning

I am an unlikely feminist. I had a conservative, middle class upbringing.  I did the dishes and found a boyfriend.  My brother took out the trash and went to baseball games.  My mother raised 6 children, my Dad worked.

Having grown up in the 60s and 70s the word “Feminist” brings all sorts of things to mind. Bra burning, protesting, women leaving their families to find themselves.  None of that interested me.  I liked my bra now that I had one.

I remember when I experienced my first pang of feminism. I didn’t call it that at the time. It was 1995 and we had our first daughter.  I bought a CD by Dar Williams and there was a song titled “When I Was a Boy”.  I remember listening to that song over and over (while breastfeeding and watching the OJ trial) and just crying.  I know I was hormonal but it made me think about my own childhood, my path through adolescence and my life as a young woman.  It made me think about what life would be like for my own daughter.  It began my thought process of how I was going to raise this new little person.  I didn’t want to define her.  I didn’t want to plan her life.  I didn’t want to tell her she was beautiful.  I wanted to tell her she was amazing.

And so my journey began.  It has been a fun ride.  It is like anyone’s journey… a road filled with laughter and tears, success and failure.  It has been eye opening, at times heart wrenching and continually shows me how little I know.

2014 is an exciting time for girls and women.  Malala received the Nobel Prize,  Beyonce and Emma Watson seem to have brought the word “Feminist” back to young girls.  We are bombarded with talk of a woman in the White House.  But even with all the chatter and noise I wonder what all this means.  Is it affecting how young women view themselves?  Is it creating more opportunities?  How do we help make sure it’s not just another good news story?

I want to talk about it.  I want to make sense of what it means to be a woman today.  I want to help make being a woman positive and exciting and less complicated.  I want to see women helping each other.  I want to see women being less afraid of each other.  I want my daughters to live the lives they dream of.

I blame my daughters for who I have become.

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