A little girl who grows up to be a friend

[Mommy's turn on the soapbox today...]

Visitors to the blog will be forgiven, if they do not realize I also have another teenage daughter, Janelle. You were once my most willing model, but now you shoo me away as if I were the paparazzi. One moment, you're my number fan; the next, you're my harshest critic. Schizophrenic? No, you're just being a teenager. I've been through that phase too...

Don't think that I have forgotten about you, even though your little sister takes up almost all my attention, energy and time. I understand that you need your own space and freedom. Often you may be frustrated with some of our decisions, but as a family, there are some things we simply need to do together.

The other day I practically dragged you kicking and screaming to the salon. Soon, your scowls and grumbles subsided and in no time, we were chatting and giggling at funny hairstyles on the magazine pages.

You love to text, whether on the computer or using your phone. You can always drop me an SMS; I'll try to understand the meaning of your message, even if I have to Google every other acronym you use ;-P

I'll always be there for you. If you don't want me to nag, feel free to approach me as a friend who can share your troubles and sadness, or if you just need a listening ear or a shoulder to lean on sometimes...

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