14 (Sigh)

My girl turned 14 today.

I may be having a tiny bit of trouble getting my head around that.

When she turned 10, I wrote this.

When she turned 12, I wrote this.

And now for 14, I am just speechless.

I can only say:

She’s awesome.

She’s keeps turning more awesome.

She’s a lot like me.  And yet nothing like me.  Which is exactly how it should be.

She’s smart, she’s beautiful, she’s talented, she’s insanely witty and funny and just so very herself.

I love her always.

I am increasingly aware that our days together (in a day-in-day-out sense) are numbered.  I don’t like that part one bit.

I am excited to see where she goes.  But I’m super glad that she’s not going yet.

Happy birthday, baby.

About Kristen

Me: Kristen, slightly more than 40-something (don't make me face the number), suburban mom of 2, working girl, therapeutic writer, proprietor of an emptying nest Addictions: Iced Coffee, FOMO resulting in twitchy compulsion to check FB/Instagram/Twitter/Pinterest in an unending loop, texting, hugging my one child while Snapchatting the other, probably annoying my BF, yelling at my dog

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