Happy Birthday! - A post about how we have grown up but are still quite stupid.

We've achieved so many of the things we set out to do when we were thirteen years old. We made mistakes; we made friends and friends who turned out to be mistakes. Either way, we felt the world around us. We opened our eyes.

We became slaves of the summer. The sunsets. The colors.

We broke hearts and felt them grow back together between our fingers. We felt slightly scared about our sexuality. We longed for the touch of a lover. We made back and forth transitional journeys from childhood to womanhood to adulthood.

And today (actually yesterday) you’ve turned 18 years old. So I wish you all the luck in the world, because it’s not easy, apparently, to go to university, to find a husband, to be married, and have huge responsibilities. At least that’s what all the older girls say. And these things aren’t as far away as they seem.

But I know you’ll do well. You’ll be a good friend, a fun wife, a cute mommy and an incredible person. And you’ll keep growing, with every passing year, you’ll look back and be proud of yourself.