Today is M's 13th birthday. She was born on a Sunday morning, in time for her big sister and grandparents to tell everyone at church that she was here.
Thirteen is an odd age to be. You are officially a teenager, but still too young to do so many of those teenager things, mostly due to the lack of a driver's license. It's especially difficult if you are in the middle. You want to dress and be like your big sister, but you see all the fun your little sister is having with her friend and their games. You feel the pull of growing up and can't wait, but it's scary, too. There are all those 'what if's: What if I can't do it? What if I get lost? What if someone laughs at me? (I think this is the one that's hardest at 13)
If you think about it, those 'what if's never go away. We just grow into them. We learn that whatever we have to 'do', we usually have time to learn how to do it. We learn that if we get lost, there are people who love us that will help us find our way. And we learn that sometimes, we just have to laugh at ourselves.