TO BE a woman OR NOT TO BE a woman?

shouldn't we start calling all young girls- 'little women?' lousia may alcott was on point and i propose we follow suit. because when exactly do we graduate form 'girlhood?' - the time old question i guess. 'coming-of-age,' adolescence, all these names for something that may not even exist. 

it's like twilight- the day's over, and you know it because the sun's setting but it's also too light for stars. but do those ambigous hours mean there's an actual time called 'twilight,' or is it just because we've named it and so we think it does? (ok, philosophical I know, but if you can follow that- continue reading...) because at 'the end of the day' its just 24 hours of clocks ticking, church bells ringing...

if 'little girls' were told from the start that they were 'women', we would put up with less crap- no more cat calls because i'm no little girl (no cat either, no 'snowflake- yes i got that one yesterday...) i'm a woman! the future mother of your children, so don't mess- at six, sixteen or sixty... 

i thought about this as michelle and i made friends with brianna- six years old with a neon green swimsuit at the pool on 14th and arkansas. holding her breath underwater, braids afloat, all  to show us how well she could swim. and then making circles around us to listen to our conversation? get our attention? get a glimpse into what it's like to be so grown? so womanly? well brianna- you don't have to make circles around us to figure all that out- you are your own best friend, role model, woman. don't take any crap form anyone because you are so beautiful in that neon green suit.