“I wish I was a boy, Grandma.”
“What makes you say that?”
“Boys don’t get their monthly thing and they don’t have to birth babies.”
I remember thinking the same thing. I also remember how unfair the world seemed, growing up in the era of Women’s Lib, recognizing the broad stroke of inequality.
I didn’t have any pat answer in the moment. After she left, I wished I’d said the things no one ever said to me:
Life is about choices. You don’t have to do anything.
All experience is valid.
We cannot know why we are born a certain way, but if we are patient and trusting, we will come to find purpose.
Everyone struggles; it is the nature of life. What we do with the struggle is what makes a difference.
Not all pain is physical. Enduring pain gives us strength.
The joy you will experience will far outweigh the pain.
It is easy to fear what we don’t understand; in time, your perspective will change.
Give life a chance.
(For Reena’s Exploration Challenge: If Only I Knew…)