Blog Pause Day 4: This is it! Today is the final day of 2016! To wrap up the year, I'm sharing my absolute favorite post from the 2016 Robin Kramer archives, one that shares a message about self-worth, belonging, and purpose. I hope you read it and enjoy.
As always, thank you for your readership this year! See you in 2017!
The Lie That We Should Be Like the Other Girls | originally posted January 25, 2016
My seven-year-old buries her face into her pillow. I sit beside her on the edge of her bed, unsure how to coax out what's troubling her. When she finally opens up, her voice is pained. "I'm not like the other girls. I'm not popular like them. I want to be more like them."
She's never talked this way before. I listen quietly until all her words and tears are poured out, then I sit in silence. In sadness. This is my precious and wonderful girl, who, for some reason -- maybe a snub on the playground or a comment on the bus -- doesn't believe that she's enough, that she's right. This is my girl who's clever and artistic, tenderhearted and compassionate, imaginative and kind.
This is the girl who once said, "I think it's time for me to start wearing clothes that match," and then, a mere two days later, dazzled the world in this outfit.
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As always, thank you for your readership this year! See you in 2017!
The Lie That We Should Be Like the Other Girls | originally posted January 25, 2016
My seven-year-old buries her face into her pillow. I sit beside her on the edge of her bed, unsure how to coax out what's troubling her. When she finally opens up, her voice is pained. "I'm not like the other girls. I'm not popular like them. I want to be more like them."
She's never talked this way before. I listen quietly until all her words and tears are poured out, then I sit in silence. In sadness. This is my precious and wonderful girl, who, for some reason -- maybe a snub on the playground or a comment on the bus -- doesn't believe that she's enough, that she's right. This is my girl who's clever and artistic, tenderhearted and compassionate, imaginative and kind.
This is the girl who once said, "I think it's time for me to start wearing clothes that match," and then, a mere two days later, dazzled the world in this outfit.
This is the seven-year-old girl who is delightful just the way she is.
My sadness fades, and in the depths of my heart, it's replaced with anger. Something inside of me snaps -- some I-will-storm-heaven-on-this-child's-behalf gene that rises up in parents -- and, after composing myself a moment longer, I speak.
Child, that feeling that you'd be better off if you were someone else, not yourself? That feeling that you don't measure up? That you're not enough? That others are somehow ahead of you? Those feelings that seem so real in your heart and those thoughts that shout so loudly in your head?
(Keep reading here.)
My sadness fades, and in the depths of my heart, it's replaced with anger. Something inside of me snaps -- some I-will-storm-heaven-on-this-child's-behalf gene that rises up in parents -- and, after composing myself a moment longer, I speak.
Child, that feeling that you'd be better off if you were someone else, not yourself? That feeling that you don't measure up? That you're not enough? That others are somehow ahead of you? Those feelings that seem so real in your heart and those thoughts that shout so loudly in your head?
(Keep reading here.)