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Anne Camille Talley's avatar

Thanks for this question, Leah. I come from a family that gave a number of daughters to the convent, mostly the Sisters of St. Joseph of Brentwood, Long Island.

My Grandmother was asked many times how she could allow her loveliest daughter, my Aunt Gene, to join the convent. She would always reply: "You wouldn't give a wilted rose to the Lord, would you?" (That remark took a bit of processing for my Mom, and two other Aunts, I imagine.)

Aunt Gene was the first woman I knew of who earned a Ph.D. And it was in Chinese history! I recall the party at the St. Angela Hall convent when she received the degree. I also learned from my Dad's Aunt, our "Aunt Bob" (baptized Rosamund & nicknamed Bob as a girl) who was the Mother Superior there at that time, that women can lead organizations.

It was not much of a leap after that realization to appreciate the leadership shown by my Mom's cousin, a Sister of Charity, who served as a college President.

Then, seeing religious women leading hospitals and hospital groups, gave me a whole new standard of what women can do.

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I grew up in a mix of social circles: the church circles showed me many examples of women who got married, had kids, were happy and fulfilled, and said this was the best way for a woman to live. The other circles (my mother's sphere, and later on most of my college professors) showed me many examples of women who had careers, might add a husband and kids on to that, were happy and fulfilled, and said this was the best way for a woman to live. But growing up we had a picture book --- Miss Rumphius. As a little girl she's told she must do one thing to make the world more beautiful. How? she wonders. She works for a while (as a librarian), travels the world for a while (and hurts her back, ending up with chronic pain), and eventually settles in a little house by the sea. She's middle-aged by now and still hasn't discovered what her one thing is, but one spring she gets the idea to plant lupines in all the local ditches ("Now they called her 'That Crazy Old Lady'."), and you can guess what happens. She's not a career woman really, her not getting married is never even mentioned, and yet there's absolutely zero indication that the absence of either of these things makes her unhappy or unfulfilled. By the end of the book her house is full of kids --- neighbour kids who've come to hear the stories the Lupine Lady has to tell.

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