You, my 15 year old girl
Fiery red hair that faded to strawberry blonde that flows long even when caught up in a ploof.
Eyes that see simple things with great wonder, taking in details, and reflecting deep feelings.
Smile that shines, radiating joy like the sun’s rays shining bright behind whatever gray clouds may fill the skies overhead.
Laughter that resonates and invites others to join in, even if they missed the joke.
Delight that embraces stories and moments and reminds me to slow down, even pause, and enjoy exactly where I am right now, in this moment.
Wit that sizzles in the way it sparks and zings words with ease.
Curiosity that catches you without warning and bids you to follow it to new places.
Creativity that revels in the fantastic, in original characters, in drawings, in epic stories that seemingly appear out of the very air you breathe.
Questions that reveal so much depth and a heart for others, especially those without a voice.
You—an old soul with a perspective, clarity, and insight that never ceases to amaze me, encourage me, and inspire me. I delight in you.
You, my 17 year old girl
Blonde head of curls that has grown into a lighter brown and styles to match who you are becoming.
Eyes that sparkle when you talk about the things that delight you.
Smile that is sometimes wide, sometimes a smirk, providing glimpses of the joy you hold and share without hesitation.
Laughter that fills a room and my heart whenever it bursts forth.
Delight that is fed by favorite movies, favorite stories, curated playlists, road trips, concept albums, and rock operas.
Fascination that opens wide for a world of dragons and black holes and quantum physics and hair metal rock stars.
Curiosity that seeks and searches and wonders, inviting you to dive deeper and discover new things.
Creativity that is prolific, swelling with dragon drawings and character sketches and maps of original worlds and countries, and character-driven stories.
Mind that captures and catalogues the details of planets, countries, moments in history, and hair metal band beginnings.
You—a tender-hearted young woman filled with wonder, vulnerability, and sincerity that consistently encourages me, inspires me, and pushes me toward my best self. I delight in you.
Me, Mama to each of you
(come back tomorrow for Me & Us)
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