Today my oldest child and daughter is 13.
Claire Elizabeth is a teenager.
I often look at Claire and see myself. The freckles all over her face,
(and one on her lip- like me...before the accident).
Like me so many years ago, Claire is hanging on to the last
dimming lights of her childhood.
A place still in make-believe but with make-up.
She is growing up beautiful. She is kind and compassionate.
She is motherly and feminine.
Claire is brave and strong.
She is aware and has a keen sense of direction and purpose.
I am proud of her in every way.
Happy Birthday darling Claire.