Notes to Self...and whoever's listening

I was six.  I lived in New York City.  I went to Epiphany Catholic School.  And, I didn't have a lot of money. My parents sacrificed dearly to put me through private schools my entire schooling career.  They stood in line for government cheese when necessary.  We shopped at Good Will.  In NYC, they walked just about everywhere they could so they wouldn't use extra money on transportation.   And I loved them for it.  But, one day, the cute little eraser in the corner store caught my eye.  It cost 5¢.  I knew better.  It wasn't a necessity.  But the mean girls at school had tons of new ones and I didn't have any. So I swiped it.   I'm a thief. My prize wasn't mine for long, though.  Those mean girls at school - Brina and Patty - swiped it right back from me.  I was showing it to my best friend, Vanessa, and they saw me.  They came over to and started making fun of me and asking how I got it...

Jesus protected women.  Empowered women. Honored women publicly. Released the voice of women. Confided in women. Was funded by women. Celebrated women by name. Learned from women. Respected women. And spoke of women as examples to follow. Apparently today is International Women's Day.  I didn't know.  I'm honestly not one to care usually.  I am not a woman that believes we need to be equal in every way to our male counterparts.  Some feminist just gasped somewhere and doesn't know why!  I believe men and women were made vastly different and with vastly different goals to be accomplished.  I don't want to be "equal" to a man.  I don't even need to be "equal" to the other women around me.  I'm who God created ME to be.  No one else. That all said, I DO want to be heard.  In that the Lord gave me a voice and unique thoughts and feelings and ideas, I believe I should be given equal opportunity to voice those....