So this is kind of a random post, but it's something that has been on my mind since I was, oh, about nine years old, so I thought I'd put it down in words.
The image we get of women -- in books, on TV, in movies -- while it varies from time to time tends to be something like this:
-Acts tough but is really scared of everything
-When a large crisis happens just stands there and yells until someone rescues her
-Vacillates in a vat of indecision whenever faced with a tough decision
And yet I have hardly ever met a woman like this in my life. For better or for worse, they have all had a sort of mettle to them that would not allow them to just stand there and scream, waiting for a rescue. In the small things, sure -- a mouse on the loose in the house, check engine light comes on in a strange city -- but in the large things, the real calamities of life, women are there in the first moments, making calls, making sandwiches, folding towels, and holding things together. In those moments, those little actions are the bravest of all, because they require a dedication to the idea that life must go on regardless, even when things look grim.
That's all, really. I'm tired of silly helpless decorative heroines. Real women who acted that way wouldn't last a week in real life. Real women hold it together and get it done -- not always gracefully, and oftentimes making mistakes, but still. Keep it real, y'all!