My 14 Year Old Self...

My Dearest Darlingest Morgan,

     Today, you turned 14.  Another year headlong into Teenager-Hood and another year closer to the dreaded Driver's License.  I think I shall go jump off a cliff now.  It will save me the hours of panic I think I'll have over the idea of you driving around a 2 ton hunk of metal. 

     We are, right now, in London.  The place I've dreamed of visiting since I was about 8 years old.  Not only is the dream coming true, but it's coming true with you by my side.  Funny how that's happened a lot in the last 14 years.  Everytime something good happens, I look and seem to find you sitting right there.  I don't think it's a coincidence. 

     I know you're going through some of the growing pains of being a Teenager, but when you aren't overcome by BNTS (Big Nasty Teenager Syndrome), you are just too cool for school.  I love that we can talk and laugh and sometimes even share a moment without speaking.  You are me.  You are also uniquely you.  Sometimes just when I think I can predict you, you prove me wrong. 

     You've had a lot going on lately, but you're really starting to show me how much of a wonderful young lady you are becoming.  Let the rocky times just be rocky times.  A flash in the pan.  They are not what defines you.  They are just moments and are gone.  It's the memories we're making that I want you to hold with you forever. 

                                                                          Love,
                                                                             Mom

P.S. Please keep using the camera.  Your photography is brilliant!!!