I have always said that my little girl, MJ, is my most difficult child. Maybe it is because we are the two females in the house, maybe it is because we are both really stuborn. Whatever the reason, we tend to butt heads on a regular basis. For 7 years I have been imagining what the future with her would be like. I know what I was like as a teenager, and it was not pleasant. I put my parents through heck. (Gotta love those non-swear words that us mormons use!) But in my case, I was a real angel of a child until I hit 12 or so. Seriously. Whereas MJ has been pushing my buttons since day one. So does that mean that her teenage years are destined to be even more heck-ish (hehe) than the ones my parents went through? It was my worst fear. But something has happened in the past few months. I daresay it is a miracle. My challenging, defiant daughter has become more easy to love. I have found myself enjoying her more than ever. She's funny, for sure, and artistic and creative and a definate tomboy. I'm trying to determine if I changed or she did. I'll have to ponder that for a while. In the meantime- I'll go grab her and hug her extra tight.
Catch me if you can~ AJ