Sacrifice and Create


Throughout this week, we read a piece in which a lady spoke about how when giving a speech, a man spoke up afterwards saying the problem with what she was saying is that she is a woman, speaking about men. Isela then made a passionate comment about how it is not fair that the woman works so hard on something, to prove a point, and in attempt to not anger or upset someone, and the man still seems to take offense. When speaking to my mom about this, she explained to me how this is true, and how thats not even the surface of it. She explained to me examples of this happening in her life. Before she got pregnant with me and my twin brother, my mom was swiftly moving her way up the ranks in her government social worker job in windsor canada. As she fell pregnant with us, things changed. She explained how she stopped getting promoted, stopped getting opportunities, and how the chances were now gifted to men. Although she didn't like it, she explained how she understood the point of view of her superiors, as they were unable to rely on her. She wasn't available for nearly a year, and after we were born, she was not able to regularly attend her job. As she explained this to me, I only then grasped how instrumental women are in this world. When choosing to get pregnant with us, my mother traded her old life for a new one. She went from a working woman, to a mother creating new life and family. That is the value of a woman. They sacrifice, and create.

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