I hope it is fine

As this particular night turns into tomorrow's morning, my youngest child will officially turn fourteen years of age, a bit before the sun comes back up. That is a difficult fact for me to accept, since in my eyes she is still a little girl.

I also remember being 14 myself, as clearly as if it were yesterday. But my world then was so different from hers today that it would be difficult to find any parallels between my life and hers, so I feel as if I have no wisdom to share with her about this threshold.

We had a family party tonight at her favorite Chinese restaurant. Tomorrow, after her soccer game, she will have a sleepover party at her Mom's house with friends.

Happy birthday, baby!

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