as a student at an all girls high school I grew up on a staple diet of “girls can do anything” propaganda. Somewhere along the way, I replaced the mantra with my own “just don’t muck* it up”
Last weekend an opportunity to take my girls on an impromptu holiday to Fraser Island presented itself. The only thing between us and a week on Orchid Beach was fear. I had to four wheel drive the length of Fraser Island to get there.
For my efforts we’re enjoying a week in paradise, but there was another unexpected pay-off: pride. Each day - as I do more and more four wheel driving - I’m realising I’m capable of much more than I gave myself credit for and it feels pretty good.
Perhaps you can teach an old dog new tricks after all.
* this may not be the actual word I use.
** you can read why I took Susan as my sister-wife here.