My baby is turning 13 years old. I am amazed and all that has passed and all that has changed. I look at pictures and can't comprehend how much a child can grow in just twelve months. I can't believe how much older I look. We are planning a big boy/girl bash at a laser tag facility. She is very happy. Sitting in her room calling out huge vocabulary worlds, I now know she can't get anywhere fast in life for responding to all those text messages. Truly, the world of a teenager has moved far beyond what we experienced.
As my grandmother of almost 90 talks about parties at the local college and boys being fresh and forward, my baby is entering a world of low rise jeans, sexually explicit song lyrics and instant communication. Certainly much is expected of our children today. They have to be much smarter about everything and can almost never relax about going out ongoing on-line. All the dangers of yesteryear can enter your home unknowingly via a modem.
Oh, how I wish I could take her back to the years of PBS and car seats. A time when I was her world so she would always be safe. As I take a back seat I can't help but to worry that I haven't done enough to prepare her. I sure hope I am wrong. God bless her and keep her.
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