Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Today I took my foster granddaughter, 16, and my granddaughter, 13, and my younger daughter out to lunch, shopping and for ice cream. We had a lovely time, and my foster has grown so that she is the same height as my daughter. Even the 13 year old is taller than me. They are all three beautiful and so amazingly sweet. I really love them, but seeing the foster again after a year and a half was poignant. She has articulate political opinions and confidence, and the 13 year old held her own as well. Intelligent and passionate, they are just what I'd hoped for. My older daughter was the same as they, and I'm so proud of the females in my family, including my two daughters-in-law. This reunion was wonderful yet I feel overwhelmed: with love, with missing my older daughter, the thirteen year old's mother, and with all the challenges of being female in our culture. I don't want them hurt or their ideals crushed or their minds belittled. I want them to keep their wings on.