it is strange for me to think about being a dad of a teenager. not that i am nervous or think it will be so challenging, but rather i am fully aware that my ocean is becoming a woman. the way she carries herself, the words she chooses to speak, the thoughts she toils with, the posture in which she sits, her steady glances, and far away stares, are all her own. she is becoming ocean. i have always loved observing her, and as she turns thirteen, i am in full awe of her person. what she chooses to do with the person she is will continue to unfold one petal at a time. i love her openness, curiosity, and inquiries. i feel so fortunate and blessed that she chooses to share what she is thinking and desires clarity as she grows and becomes complexly herself. fearfully and wonderfully made.
Beautifully written about a beautiful young women! The word "joy" is only just the beginning of words that describe Ocean! What a privilege to have her in my life...and what a blessing to all of us that you are her Dad!
ReplyDeleteYou have every reason to be proud. Thanks for populating the world with 3 great girls.
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