I’m a 30 something mother to a self sufficient, sometimes self-centered, beautifully independent teenage girl.
3 months shy of turning 16 I held this tiny little human in my arms and I knew my life would never be the same again.
Life indeed had really just begun.
She grew up along with me or better said I grew up right along side her, making mistakes, dumb choices, and doing regrettable things.
I was after all still a teenager, a self-sufficient, sometimes self centered, beautifully independent teenage girl.