Celebrating being women!

My father bought my mother and I carnations every 8th of March. Now that he is gone, I ache for that gesture. In the past I have expected it from my partner and then felt let down when there wasn’t a carnation waiting for me. 

I’ve since decided to buy myself flowers every 8th of March. To celebrate a tradition that made me feel loved.  

Here’s an interesting fact; Carnations are thought to have been derived from the Latin “incarnation” God in the form of flesh. I quite like the implied meaning and will forever have to wonder if this was the reason behind my father’s choice of flower. 

Let’s celebrate being women

And the many transitions it entails 
From girl to woman to wise lady 
From child to provider and so much in between 
There’s innate beauty to being feminine 
Whether by assigned gender or by choice 

Let’s embrace it all 
The softness and the toughness 
The monthly cycles and hot flushes 
The unshakeable faith in turbulent times 
And the resilience born out of struggle 

 A woman is constantly told she’s not enough 
By society, by the capitalistic economy 
But as time and experience show 
Whatever stands the test of fire 
Only emerges stronger 

Here’s raising a flower to you, fellow woman, cheers!