Today I do not march for women, today I pray and hope. That future generations of women will be taught to see that our unique capacity for tenderness and empathy, which the world sees as weakness, will finally be seen as our unique strength, and the reason why we are the heart of humanity. That each of us will be seen as a gift, and not as a trophy to complete a nuclear family, or a less desirable child because of our sex. That we will be respected from conception until natural death. That our daughters will know that their education and how well they ‘compete in a man’s world’ is NOT The measure of their value, which is far beyond any utilitarian measurements. That women’s differences from men are embraced and appreciated. And that our bodies are respected as an extension and expression of our personhood, a gift that is ours to give and NOBODY’s prize to take or win.
Our value is beyond measure, and our resilience is incredible. Embrace the complexities and depth of your femininity, or your 'feminine genius’ as Pope St. John Paul II called it. There is no weakness in tenderness.
Our vocation is irreplaceable, and our confidence in that truth will be a light to women everywhere.