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Dear Teenage Daughter, I Will Be Right Here Waiting For You to Come Back to Me More often than not, daughters come back to their mothers, even after breaking away.
I know this because I was once a daughter, too. Almost overnight I went from feeling like my mother was always breathing down my neck to her becoming one of my dearest friends and confidants. I know this is hard for you to imagine right now, but it’s true.
To My Daughter, At Halftime Although other moms have warned me that the second half is hard — perhaps the hardest — part of having a daughter, I think we’re ready to tackle it. Like any good coach, I’ve got a game plan, and I know what worked in the first half probably won’t work in the next.
Mom Who Dreaded Elf on the Shelf Shares Sweet Reminder Now That Her Kids Have Outgrown It Fleming complained about the Elf and thought her time was over. mainly because her kids are all grown up — and *way* over the elf thing. (Well, or so she thought … ) “Now, my house is full of three teens who believe the magic of Christmas is real, but they also know who the magicians are,” she explained.
Now she’s 12, and my tween daughter looks much older than her years. I have seen grown men stealing second glances or taking long, lingering looks up and down her body.
As a mother, it’s terrifying, yet I know this attention is something I need to prepare her to handle.
Dear Daughter, When the World Says You Are Not Enough Dear Daughter, I saw your smiling face crumble out of the corner of my eye. I noticed you stopped scrolling on your phone and looked deeper into the screen. Your body that was sitting comfortably in our minivan went rigid, and then you shifted in the leather seat to look out the window towards snowy trees and empty soccer fields. Your sigh sounded like you had the entire world on your shoulders.
But, here’s the thing about coming to terms with it. The most important question to ask yourself isn’t why does someone not like you, but instead, do I like myself? Do you believe you’re a good person? Do you try to be better than the day before, learn from your mistakes, be kind when you can? Do you support your people and love them well, every salty, briny, slimy bit of them?
When Your Child Gets Picked Dead Last But recently I watched as one of my daughters was picked dead last for something. Four team captains went around and around until she was the last girl standing. It was crushing and humiliating and sad for her. As a parent, it was painful to watch.
Sometimes life just ain’t fair.