We all have one—that gift that makes us who we are. That strength that can unsettle the adults in charge, inclining them to dismiss or downright deride what should be celebrated and encouraged. The superpower figure balancing on the pomegranate is a gift from our four-year-old granddaughter. She put Violet in my husband’s hand as we were saying goodbye. “Here,” Olivia said. “Keep my power girl and you won’t be sad.” Olivia’s compassion is definitely one of her superpowers, modeled and celebrated by her parents and grandparents among others.

So, what is your super power? How have you held on to it? How do you share it?

PS If you’re wondering why Violet is perched on a pomegranate, I just liked the idea of her being powered up by a female symbol of inner bounty and beauty.