“Oh, when she’s angry, she is keen and shrewd.
She was a vixen when she went to school.
And though she be but little, she is fierce.”
-William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream
When I was thinking of possible names for a blog, there wasn’t one that clearly stood out to me for some time. I started to look around for inspiration: at things I felt affection for in my home, song lyrics that I related to, even TV show lines I liked as I watched the boob tube. Then, one day, I was changing Lucy’s diaper and looked up to find my title right in front of my face. Literally, I had the line physically printed in Lucy’s room on the wall I was facing while changing her.
“Though she be but little, she is fierce.”
Words I had printed for my daughter’s room long before she was born (find the print here). Words that emanated from my heart as something I wanted to be a sort of mantra for her as she grew into this world. Strong words for a little girl that I hoped would be strong. And I got lucky because, ooh boy, she is a force to be reckoned with!
Now, I don’t want my kid knocking down others on the playground as the entire verse from Shakespeare’s play might indicate. But having a daughter is a wondrous and frightening thing for me as a woman, and I truly hope she lives her life fiercely in other ways. I hope she will be:
- Fiercely kind, even when she doesn’t receive the same kindness in return.
- Fiercely passionate, and brave enough to pursue those passions.
- Fiercely opinionated, even when those opinions are unpopular or laughed at.
- Fiercely loving, though her heart may get broken.
- Fiercely resilient, because life knocks you down right on your ass A LOT.
- Fiercely herself, even when the world is telling her there are “better” people to be.
The list could go on, but you get the gist. I am lucky to come from a line of women who embody these values, especially my mother, and though I may not always do the best at it, I try to embody them as well.
Which brings me to my next point. The title of this blog is not only in reference to my wishes for my daughter, and I do not just want this blog to be about my child. I have struggled this past year with purpose: what exactly do our tiny little lives matter in the big ole scheme of things? If I sit down and think about this really hard, I can get overwhelmed. The best conclusion I have drawn is that our lives matter to us, and to those around us, and that maybe the blips of our lives in this universe are like drops in a pond and they create ripples of whatever we make of them that radiate outward and onward, touching other ripples and bringing together other drops of lives into one big positive or negative space.
So why not be brave, be kind, be loving? Why not make a positive ripple? My hope is that along with helping me raise a strong little girl in this world, “little but fierce” can be my own mantra, too, for evolving into a more fierce version of myself. As I shared before, this blog is part of that evolution!
What values do you hope to pass on to your children? Do you have a mantra or words you try to live by? I’d love to hear them!