Seeing as it’s International Women’s Day, I thought I’d write a letter to the wonderful women who made me the woman I am today.
To Mum, I know you’ll be reading this because you read every single one of my blog posts. I just wanted to say thank you, because without you (or Dad) I wouldn’t even be here, literally.
You’ve taught me a lot over the years. How to be strong, how to be sassy, how to be fierce. How to take sh*t from no-one. How to be a better judge of character. How to work incredibly hard, usually for little reward. With heaps of that Germanic ferocity and efficiency, I was always bound to end up being a bit fiery, yet conscientious too. Although I was quite late to follow suit, I think I’m just about getting there now. I wish I were as half as strong as you are.
To Grandma, thank you for teaching me how to be graceful and gracious. How to bake. (Even if it means cracking eggs.) How to ladylike. How to be gentle. How to always look after my skin. And thank you for instilling a love of handbags and photography.
To Nana, I know you left us so many years ago, and I’ve spent most of my life without you now, but I haven’t forgotten what you taught me. (Even though I’m guessing you’d tell me to give over and stop being so soppy.) Thank you for everything – you’d know what I mean – especially for all the kartoffelpuffer.
And to you who’s reading this – Chances are, you’re probably a woman or girl. Most of my readers are. Thank you so much for coming to this blog, for reading this post, and for perusing all of my ramblings. You’re bloomin’ brilliant.
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