Audra, today is International Women’s Day and I want to celebrate you. Yes, you, in all of your 8 year old glory. You are already so much stronger than I am even now. And fiercely independent. And kind. And compassionate. And empathetic. All things we want to encourage in you. All good things that will serve you well into adulthood.

The night before you started Pre-K, I told you I was going to be sad that you wouldn’t be with me all day. You came back later and said, “Mama, I have lots of princesses you can play with so you won’t have to cry while I’m gone.” You went right into class that next day, never looking back. I, on the other hand, was a blubbering mess! That afternoon when we picked you up, we asked if you missed us. You said, “No, I was too busy!” While it broke my mama-heart, I was so proud of you.

Don’t lose that sense of self and independence.

Just last year while watching American Idol, one of the contestants dedicated a song to his sister who was cut in an earlier round. You were sobbing by the end of it saying, “that was so nice, his singing that for his sister.”

Don’t lose that tenderness. Don’t let anyone tell you it is weakness.

A few weeks ago you broke your arm in two places and never really cried or let it slow you down. You practiced writing with your left hand that weekend so you could do your school work by yourself. Toughness you have acquired growing up with 4 older brothers.

Don’t lose that strength. Don’t let anyone tell you a girl can’t or shouldn’t be strong.

When there is girl drama’ (and oh my goodness there already is at this young age), you just let it roll off your back. While we as women can be our greatest advocates, we can also be our worst enemies. Stick up for your sisters. Support them. Be happy for them. Cry with them if they need it. Always be for them.

Don’t let someone else’s pettiness or jealousy define who you are. They are not worth it.

You have a voice. Don’t ever be afraid to use it. Don’t let anyone tell you that because you are a woman you can’t be heard or your opinions have no value. You are a child of the King. He created you for His purpose. You can do all things through Him.  All. Things.

Don’t let anyone make you less than that.

You are strong. You are independent. You are fierce. You are compassionate. You are tenderhearted. You are worth it. You are loved. You are cherished. You are celebrated. You are already, at 8, so much more that I am and I am so proud of you for that. You make me more by being who you are.

You. Are. Woman.

 

“Blessed are the merciful,  
for they will be shown mercy. 
 Blessed are the pure in heart,  
for they will see God. 
Blessed are the peacemakers, 
 for they will be called children of God.
 Matthew 5:7-9


  

This article has 10 comments

  1. Renee @Doorkeeper Reply

    Beautiful! I'm so glad I stopped in from Sarah Bessey's synchroblog to read your post. Thank you for sharing this love letter to your daughter with us. Blessings!

    • Carol Vinson Reply

      Thank you, Sarah for taking time to stop by here! Yes, I'm glad I can speak these words over my daughter – wish I had had someone in my life to do the same. Every daughter needs this!!

  2. Kelli Woodford Reply

    Carol, wow. You have a sweet writer's voice and a vision for your daughter that is to die for. Love the way you charge her here, the way you believe in her.

    I could learn much from you. Thank you for this and for dropping by my place, too. I see on your side bar that we have similar taste. I'll be seeing you around, I think. 🙂

  3. Carol Vinson Reply

    Thank you so much, Kelli for the encouragement. You have no idea how much I needed it right this moment!

    Appreciate you stopping by . . .

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