Funny how life plays these little tricks on us. The things we worry about… discuss at length and stress over aren’t the ones that get us after all. It truly is like that poem that’s crumpled and torn on my fridge. “The real troubles of your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 10am on some idle Tuesday.”
Before any of my children entered school, I worried and wondered at the opportunities my daughters would get. I didn’t want them to be short-changed, to be ignored or thwarted in what they wanted to pursue. You see, back then (late 90’s) there was a lot of talk about girls not being as encouraged, or given the same help, in math and science as boys were. Equality of education… of opportunity, that’s what we needed. (more…)
