Just a quickie for you darlings this afternoon, I'm afraid. I've been more than a little busy with this life thing. But I'm just bursting to share something, and I know that you are a sympathetic ear.
This morning, I read a blog post from a friend who has three girls. She entitled it Fathers, Daughters and Boys, and began with the words:
Our girls are precious cargo, treasures, like fragile crystal.
HANDLE WITH CARE.My husband is protective, cautious, wise and strong, and he will go out of his way to make sure our daughters are treated like beautiful creations of God. My husband used to joke with the girls about the day they brought home a boy. “I will be cleaning my guns.” He would say, and they believed him.
For some reason, this Facebook page title popped into my head:
If you hurt my son I will make your death look like an accident.
Yeah, that pretty much sums up what's in my heart. Boys are quite possibly even more fragile. And girls can be unbelievably brutal.
I think that many parents of just girls think that boys are the enemies.
And that many parents of just boys think that girls are the enemies.
But many parents of at least one boy and one girl realize that all other children, regardless of gender have the potential to hurt their kids equally.
Right now, with only my teen son out in society, I tend to think of girls as cruel, capricious and generally all the spawn of Satan.
Some day, when my little girl enters the wild world of dating, I will undoubtedly hate and fear boys as well.
I'm glad I have a boy and a girl because I see their strengths and weaknesses, and cherish both. And I hereby send a fervent request out to the divinity that shapes our ends that no one hurts either one of them.
We are all God's creatures.