To the women in my life…
Recently my extended family’s online bulletin board has been having a conversation about which gender was better. It all started when my younger cousin posted, saying that boys have it easier than girls. She said,
“girls are all worried about looks, popularity, fashion, styles, friends and so on.
boys, well, that is a different story. they don’t worry about looks.
they just grab something and throw it on. they are all on the same level
so no one is more popular than another. they also don’t really care (no
offense to those who do) about celebrities.[…]”
I decided that that required a reply, and several of my family have suggested that I share what I wrote with a slightly broader audience. So to all the women in my life, I simply say that these are my words, and my beliefs.
I work for State Farm, a good example of “typical big business”. I have two bosses; one is a man, the other a woman. The man had a boss who is a woman. She got promoted and now his new boss is a woman. There are more women than men in my unit (which is a technical field) and more women in the unit above mine.
I went to Illinois State University where the women outnumber the men by well over 2:1. (It’s actually a selling point to the men)
I have a sister who walked away from a job making as much as I do simply because she doesn’t like it, a mother who works because she likes it, and a grandmother who worked where she liked and still enjoys it. I have female cousins who create, heal, support and aspire, and I have female friends who continue to out pace me in both career and salary.
I’ve had friends, crushes, and girlfriends who have been more beautiful to me in a hoodie and pajama pants than they ever could be in a ball gown. I’ve seen women look more gorgeous the moment they wake up than after 3 hours of “getting ready”, and I have seen women who, with a mere glance, can capture a man’s heart.
Men don’t worry about what we look like, because we know that we can never be as good looking as the woman we are with… no matter what she has on. Men have their popularity contests, but can never be as popular as the woman in the room. If men go first, it is only so that women can go with style.
What I’m getting to, is that while this argument is as old as the genders themselves, from my experience, it is the men who have much to envy of the women. I’m a self described romantic and I’ll admit to still believing in chivalry. I open women’s doors (to the point that one of my friends had to threaten me to get me to stop opening hers). I pull out chairs when appropriate, rarely allow women to pay (even friends – another argument or two), and often pay compliments simply to make someone smile. None of this is done in order to lessen women, but is rather my way of saying thanks to those who’s mere presence is often enough to lighten the heart.
So next time you talk about men having it better, think back on this and realize all you don’t even know you do.