In China girls are unwanted. As a Chinese-American girl growing up in the 20's it wasn't much different. My 90-year-old grandmother is a true survivor. Her mother passed away when she was young and she was not loved, nourished, and cherished the way she deserved to be. Despite that, she graduated from University, raised a family of six, and mourned the loss of her own two-year old daughter, Lauren Lily. Today, she has ten grandchildren, six of which are daughters, one named Lauren A. Wong and another named Lily.
On my visit with her she said, my girls are exceptional. They are leaders. If China or America were led by women, we wouldn't be in the mess we are in now. When I hear her say that, I see how lucky I am to be born from these roots, to come from her, and all of the strong women in my family. They have endured and continue to endure. They are the boundless creators of beauty and joy. They have both suffered and accomplished much.
In my next life, I pray I am a woman. And if I am a man, I pray I will be a conscious, compassionate, and awakened man. From whatever lens you see the world through, I invite you to recognize, respect, and honor the women in your life. Who despite being told they're not enough, move forward and courageously love anyway.
This post was inspired by "Because I was a Girl, I was Told..." article in the NY Times.<3