"Growth amazes me." she says and truly believes.
It has, it does, and always will.
She has grown in ways difficult for her, herself to comprehend.
To think..she started as a an infant.
A small, hard-to-function baby
whose mind was focused on hunger.
and sleep.
and light.
She gradually grows, figuring things out for herself through minor destructions, playing with toys, and watching and mimicking the ones who surround her. She can then walk, sit, eat on her own, and probably mutter "da-da" or "ma-ma."
Then comes her childhood where she is familiar with not only her precious family, but with innocent boys and innocent girls in her preschool class. They build forts together with her Pocahantas towel and high chairs. Then it's kindergarten. Teacher gives her an A+ for coloring inside the lines, and fingerpainting a picture for mom for mother's day.
1st grade.
2nd grade.
3rd,
4th,
5th,
6th,
7th,
and it's 8th.
already.
What happened to that infant with the colossal pink bow glued to her head?
She's in high school.
still learning.
She stumbles out of bed onto her knees in the morning.
and says a prayer.
then wraps on her skirt.
brushes her teeth.
and runs out the door.
It may sound like the typical routine for any teenager trying to get through the day or high school. But this isn't your typical girl.
There is a part of her many may not see. The only one who has seen and experienced this part of her is her, herself. Every so often, she'll dive into this part of her mind where the atmosphere is tranquil and quiet. She feels at peace, listening to nothing but faint crashing waves. or water creating ripples in a lake under a cherry blossom tree. There are no demons, no distractions. Just her, fresh air, the sky, and water. There's always water.
The very thought of her diving into this part of her own soul shows her measurement of growth. When she comes to this place,
she sees opportunity.
she wants to learn.
she wants to grow.
And that's exactly what she does.
