Today, I am grateful for the men who have gone to bat for me.
Who are strong when I am scared,
Who step up and lead the charge when I am unsure and frail,
Who handle situations that would dissolve me to tears without batting an eye.
The men who do it:
Without complaining,
Without shaming me,
Without bearing resentment.
The men who are happy:
To serve me,
To support me,
To guide me.
The men who appreciate:
That I’m not ready,
That I’m sensitive and intuitive,
That I’m different,
And think that’s perfectly okay.
Today, I am grateful for the masculine and the feminine.
The soft and the strong,
The assertive and the receptive,
The being and the doing,
Today, I am grateful for the femininity I embody.
That I’ve learned how to get out of my own way,
That I can allow these men to step up for me,
That I’ve given myself permission to be where I am, to be who I am,
and make room for others to fill in the rest.
