In middle school, I purchased a shirt from a trip to D.C. with this gal on it and I thought I was pretty tough stuff everytime I wore it. Everything about my attitude changed when I wore that shirt. It seemed it appealled to almost every girl in my grade, for we all went home wearing one. Looking at the image, I think of women empowerment and it fosters a "get out of my way I don't need a man around" attitude. I think this image is the epitome of thought that predominates and teaches our growing girls how to behave, as evidenced by so many of my peers (myself included) who couldn't leave the museum without one in their possession.
How far I've come, since that day, in coming to understand what "toughness" really is and how to go about getting that acknowledgement from men that so many women desire. So many women have to "fight" to get recognition in the workplace and academic arena to try to validate their actions, but let me tell you; the fastest and easiest way to get this kind of recognition is to marry the right man, love him unconditionally, serve him by bearing his children, make daily sacrifices to tend to them, and then, he'll whisper in your ear one morning, out of no where, like my husband did in mine, this morning, "You are so tough. You deserve anything you want. You sacrifice your life for me and the kids."
I'm willing to bet a whole career of workaholic women whose lives are dominated by the "all about me and what I can accomplish" attitude will work their lives away and never hear such beautiful words as I heard this morning coming from my loving, appreciative husband.
What's not to envy about my role as wife and mother when I get to wake up in the morning to a husband kneeling at my bedside with words of thanks, admiration and accolades like this?