Sending my daughters, all of our daughters, out into the world as women empowered by their sexuality is the treasure I have found beneath the ruins of my marriage.
I wanted to write a few words of guidance for my daughter, and although this letter began as something solely for her, as I reread it, I realized that it's a letter for all of us -- young, old, daughter, son, mother, father... human. Take what you like, leave the rest behind.
Your daughter remembers you Holding you in her heart That leads the way to where we are today
You’ve always been the ultimate practical joker… waiting in a dark bedroom with one of your dinner plate-sized hands over the light switch... hiding behind doors and scaring the shit out of us... banging your hand on the side of any vehicle, making us think we'd backed into something... driving ...
For those of us who have to 'drive' and contain a lot in our lives, it can be a sweet spot when someone else drives for a bit. Sometimes the sweet moments in life when we feel supported can counter feelings of isolation and allow some of the related fear and hurt to bubble up.