It's Complicated
Yesterday was a very long day in the midst of a very short week. Lots to do at work in the next few days - baking all the lasagnas and putting them in the freezer with directions on how to preheat the oven so my boss doesn't starve once I'm gone. He keeps looking sadly at me and shaking his head and going "I don't know what I'm going to do
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I have the same "problem" with Devon, the little girl I used to babysit for. She's at the same age. And more than anything I want to tell her that it gets better, that it won't matter as much, it won't hurt as much, that high school's fun but college is better, that she will come into her own but that she's already a wonderful person. I want to tell her that these people and all of the teenage drama dynamics that accompany them, only influence you for as long as you let them and that one day, you get to come back and say, I was always kinder, happier and more genuine than you. And in the long run, that's really the only thing that matters.
But then I remember my mom saying that to me once and me not believing her. I guess it takes time and experience. Being there for your cousin to put things in perspective will help.
We totally got jipped on the older sister thing.
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Devon is 15?? Lord. Kris, are we that old?? One of my babysitting girls is finishing her freshmen year of college; as are all the girls from my first cheerleading team I coached. Whoa, time, slow down there buddy.
And yes- you've hit on the nail on the head (more eloquently than me, per usual) with exactly what I want to say to her. But you're right, it wouldn't matter if I said it because you don't believe it until it's 4 years into your rearview mirror.
And I bet if we had had an older sister, we wouldn't have listened to her either. But we definintely would have borrowed her clothes.
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love,
jessiek
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