“Point B” by Sarah Kay
“If I should have a daughter…”
“She’s gonna learn that this life will hit you. Hard. In the face. Wait for you to get back up so it can kick you in the stomach. But getting the wind knocked out of you is the only way to remind your lungs how much they like the taste of air. There is hurt, here, that cannot be fixed by band-aids or poetry, so the first time she realizes that Wonder-woman isn’t coming, I’ll make sure she knows she doesn’t have to wear the cape all by herself. Because no matter how wide you stretch your fingers, your hands will always be too small to catch all the pain you want to heal. Believe me, I’ve tried.”
“And yes, on a scale from one to over-trusting I am pretty damn naive, but I want her to know that this world is made out of sugar. It can crumble so easily but don’t be afraid to stick your tongue out and taste it.
‘Baby,’ I’ll tell her, ‘remember your mama is a worrier but your papa is a warrior and you are the girl with small hands and big eyes who never stops asking for more.’
Remember that good things come in threes and so do bad things and always apologize when you’ve done something wrong but don’t you ever apologize for the way your eyes refuse to stop shining.”