OPINION EDITORIAL: DIVERSITY IS THE BEST GIFT I COULD GIVE MY DAUGHTER
"This column appeared as part of Lyndsey’s Mr. Mom blog series for Curve Magazine."
Maggie is only 3 and a 1/2 years old. The fact that she even knows what the word “girlfriend” means caught me off guard. I thought I didn’t have to worry about that stuff for a while — at least not until kindergarten.
The funny part about this story is that she followed this scandalous confession up with, “But I think I’m going to marry Sierra when I get older.”
I love little kids. I love how innocent, honest and uncompromising their thoughts are. I love how they haven’t yet fallen prey to societal demands and stipulations on gender and sexuality. I love how the boxes of masculinity and femininity, that we as adults try to fit into, have not yet closed around them.
It’s interesting for me to function as a parent on a completely open-minded level when I didn’t enjoy that same luxury as a child. My parents weren’t completely closed-minded or anything, but there were many times where I felt like I couldn’t be myself. I couldn’t dress the way I wanted, I couldn’t carry myself in the way I felt comfortable, and I couldn’t talk openly about girls I liked. I didn’t want to be judged or made to feel wrong for acting on what felt so completely normal to me. So I hid who I was for the greater part of my adolescence, and it wounded my soul.
I’m a parent now. We are living in different times, and after having gone through it, I make it a point to let my daughter know she can be herself...