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My Story: Care Has No Gender

My mother died when I was young and growing up I was raised by my father. I watched every day what it meant to have a father fulfill what most people may consider “motherly” duties. He was there. Providing for me, supporting me, and loving me in every way that I needed.

Of course, he was not perfect and fell victim to gender expectations as well. He told me I should become a nurse because that was “more feminine” than other jobs. Yet, he also encouraged me to be well-rounded. I played softball, learned about things I enjoyed, and became my own woman.

Now I’m working on my master’s degree in art history. I’m a wife and mother of two. As I think back on my childhood, it is evident to me that care, stability, and love given to your children have nothing to do with gender. It’s about showing up.

Caregiving is not a woman’s job. Fathers can care for, nurture, and raise children with the same amount of love and intention. When we let go of gender norms, we allow room for families to function how they need to.

Dad and I, Easter 2018
Dad and I, Easter 1990