I’ve met men who made my skin crawl. I’ve been the target of unwanted remarks and advances. I’ve seen the worst of men.
But I have also seen the best of men.
And on this day in the picture, when my six-year-old son wanted to help his sister, it was because it’s what his daddy does. Not because he thought she was weak or ignorant. He wanted to care for her because he loves her.
I’m afraid if we don’t start shifting this conversation about masculinity back to facts we are all going to fall out of broken swings.
Some men are bad. Some women are bad. Not all people are bad.
I’ll keep teaching my sons to help their sisters. I’ll keep teaching my daughters to help their brothers. I can’t imagine a world where this isn’t the right thing to do.
Let’s change the conversation. We can achieve more by working together. It’s not about gender roles. Sometimes my husband cooks dinner while I cut the grass. It’s about respect. I won’t assume all men are jerks because of the few I’ve met that are.
When I achieve my greatest dream, my man will be right beside me. And on the way in, I bet he will open the door.
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