I wrote this note for my teenage daughter today on International Women’s Day.
I encourage her to do public speaking at every opportunity: and I find her peer-pressure and hormones are my opponents, against who I am at a significant persuasive disadvantage. She’d rather be, & blend into, the audience than to lead and inspire it.
A bit like the torn paper I wrote this on, parental relationships aren’t always complete, or pretty. It’s the words, mine or borrowed, that I hope can make a little difference.
As her father, I’ll continue to do everything I can to support her growth into the kind, generous and wonderful young woman she is.
