the sweetest thing
Well I think she is :-) Only a couple of weeks shy of fifteen – goodness me, how fast these years have gone by. Julian has our family photos set up so that they randomly scroll through on our television – sometimes, I just put on the television and sit here watching them … all the different ages and faces and laughter and interests of my girl. It’s a very love affirming/life affirming thing to do.
And tonight – she headed off to the movies with friends. All dressed up. I love her style – so quirky, so unique, so cheerful. She’s so much bolder and more sure of who she is than I was at her age. Oh I was a complete wuss. Permanently worried about fitting in and looking like everybody else, and doing what everybody else was doing. It took me a while to find my feet.
Not my Abby. She’s an exquisite little individual. Always has been. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard that from her teachers, from dear Mrs. Waters and Mrs. Solomon in Year 1 all the way through to the lovely Ms. Lewis and Ms. Pearson this year. ”Ah,” they say “that’s Abby – can’t make her do what she doesn’t want to do and we love her for it, so we just let her pursue what it is she wants to pursue because we know she will do so with passion, concentration and skill.”
And I love it and so admire her for it. Not matter what paths she pursues in life, she’ll make a marvellous grownup – of that I’m sure.