*sigh*

Wow. Another year has come and gone.

Seems like it was only yesterday that I was the kid waiting for Christmas. When did I become the grown-up? How did that happen? I still feel like someone is going to come up to me in the store and ask me where my parents are, if I'm lost.

Some days it feels like I just woke up one morning in someone else's life. How did I get here? Whose children are these? Why do I have to pay bills, I'm not an adult.

Then days like today I get up and look back and feel every bit my age. I have a pre-teen daughter who thinks her friends having sex is cool. How do you handle THAT situation rationally? My first instinct is to lock her in her room and home school her forever.

To protect her from the real world.

But reason prevails.

Isn't it our experiences with real life that makes us into who we are? Over-protecting my child would only keep my child from becoming who she was meant to be.

I chose instead to educate her and let her make up her own mind.

Sex causes STDs, pregnancy. All it takes is one time.

Boys will have sex with you if you let them. But that won't make them love you.

Learn to love yourself.

(not like that)

(Although, that may not be a bad idea.....)


I'm so scared.

Dear God, please don't let my little girl get hurt.

I had no idea being a parent would hurt my heart so much.

I had no idea being a parent could make me feel like love is oozing out every pore of my skin.




I think I'm going to need therapy before it's all over. I can see it.