Thirteen years ago, she wrestled her way into the world. These days, she's wrestling for her junior high school team and holding her own. It goes without saying, but I'm incredibly proud of her: there's a grace, a maturity that belies her chronological years, a gentle intuition and a creative river that defines her. She's a reliable friend, one who comes through and has your back when you feel most vulnerable.
Yes, she's my daughter. She's also my martial arts sparring partner, my soccer 'coach' and a ferocious advocate.
Yes, she's officially a teenager today.
She also won that round. With a dislocated finger.
5 comments:
She's brave to get that close to 13 year old boys. Yuck :p
wow...nice on the wrestling...and happy birthday to her....dang you are the mom of a teen...you doing alright with that mom? smiles.
She is, by far, one of the most awesome humans I know! Yep yep.
Awesome! Say Happy late birthday to my favorite niece :-) you're amazing!
"Ferocious advocate." Not a lot of 13 year olds who could be described that way. No wonder you're so proud! She sounds like an amazing kid (ok, teen).
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