Whoever says that little girls should be seen and not heard has,
in my opinion,
no ear for beauty.
And whatever little girl has listened to such a sordid phrase,
has no hope of growing with a clear perspective of her own reflection.
Maybe that’s why so many try too hard … or not enough …
why women sacrifice their integrity –
in order to heal wounds from words that have already turned to scars.
And though thick and calloused skin has replaced the cuts,
they never notice,
because it still hurts.
I wish that every girl had a mother like mine,
who taught me to act like a lady …
because it is an honor to be one,
not a favor to the eyes of the world.
She taught me that elegance is the sum of grace and strength combined –
and that the only shame you should ever feel,
is when you cannot forgive yourself after God already has.
If there were a way to speak truth into the hearts of all the girls in the world,
to heal all the fractured, fissure-cracked self-images … I would.
I’d remind them that their identity is waiting to be reclaimed,
and that even if their childhood wasn’t golden …
even if they haven’t been treated like a lady in quite some time –
they still are.
It is their right to be respected,
to be admired,
to be listened and attended to.
I want the teenagers who cut to be noticed, screaming from the inside out to hear me.
I want the mothers who are losing themselves to daily routine, and can’t find the woman they once were to hear me.
I want the grandmothers who feel their beauty is disposable, and society has no place for them anymore to hear me.
I want the single women who haven’t accepted their own bravery to face this world alone to hear me.
I want the girls in school, masking their insecurities with name brands and makeup trends to hear me.
I want my seven-year-old daughter … who we adore, we dote on, we love, but –
who has already asked me if she’s pretty
who has already asked me if she’s fat
who has already asked me if she’s smart
who already questions if she’s enough to HEAR ME!
You are a lady.
You are grace and strength personified.
You are meant to be seen,
but most especially, my darling –
to be heard.
Do not ever quiet your voice … even if it only comes out in whispers.