Today, our daughter bought 3 books at Barnes and Nobles. The Fault of the Stars, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight, and a book on Dragon Art – so she can perfect her drawing of them.
I remember being 12. Imagining my life. Reading teen romances. And, totally being addicted to Battlestar Gallactica.
What a betwixt and between it is.
Our daughter is rarely squeamish and is never, ever afraid to argue her point. Partially because she has a little brother and for better or worse, they harden you in ways that sisters cannot.
Not sugar nor spice
She knows her teen stars. And, who’s been in what movie. She always smiles when she talks about Star Lord.
She went to the movies with her bestie the other day. It was the first time just girlfriends. I could hear the skipped heartbeats as the story unfolded, clear across the county. There’s nothing like shared popcorn, candy, and 2 drinks while your best girlfriend and you watch your movie characters fall in love. No thing like it.
The one part dragon is the part that keeps her fierce. Struggling a little bit with why people wear make-up, or want to do a red-carpet theme at the school dance. “Honestly Mom, I’m not wearing a gown, not even a dress". I try not glare as I carefully contemplate a strategy for her outfit.
She writes songs about heartbreak. But, when I asked her if she’s ever been in love. She says, "a very long time ago, Mommy". And, she writes songs about independence, questioning if she will ever get what she wants. All the while as we watch her grow, evolve, and blossom.
Who she is becoming
So what would I tell this lovely young being who is 2 parts love and 1 part dragon?
I’d tell her when you find yourself, you’ll know that you’ve always been that way.
Happy 13th Birthday, dear daughter! You are a dream come true!