So this post is redundant because I just posted, but really I wrote that last little story a week ago, I just needed to type it up and load the picture, and as I left my laptop at work accidentally, that had to wait a bit. But I really wanted to talk about this. My mother and I recently had a very good talk about life.. and I just wanted to share some of the things that I learned from her and from thinking.
First – what happened this most recent Thursday:
My boyfriend (best friend, soul mate, the most perfect person in the universe) just recently asked me to prom.
If you cant read it, it says: "Mikela, Prom?"
My dog is sitting on the question mark.
Which was SO adorable. We get practically NO snow here, and this was a surprise snow day on the Thursday before spring break. We did have to go back to school on Friday, which was actually good, because I got to show of this.
What was originally sitting in the question mark! In it's box of course. 🙂
It is so beautiful and I was (am) so happy!
Now, I know this sounds like every other teenager on the planet, but – love is possible even as young as I am. Don’t assume that because of age our feelings are inconsequential and wont last. All love should be given the benefit of the doubt. Prejudice about age is the same kind of prejudice for interracial love and same gender love. I know a lot of high school relationships don’t last, but just because yours might have not, doesn’t mean that two people who fell in love in high school cannot be happily in love for the rest of their lives. If we gave people the benefit of the doubt more often then we could be a lot more supportive of each other.
Now obviously I am posting this because of some prejudice I am experiencing, from some people very close to me.
On the other hand, teenagers, remember how hard it is for your parents to let you go. Its confusing and difficult, especially when they realize that you aren’t a child anymore, they hold on even tighter. Letting go isn’t easy for anyone. And that is essentially what parents have to do when you grow and move away from them. They have to let you become your own person, and then you both have to find new identities. You are no longer so much parent and child, but individual people.
Growing up is terrifying and thrilling at the same time.. But I have realized that its best done in moderation. I don’t want to alienate my parents by instantly growing up, and I couldn’t handle it anyways. I still rely on them for most things. But – I am 16. I have a job, and a boyfriend, and a life just waiting to be lived. I can’t wait to get to it, but I cant help wanting to delay it just a bit. Being a child is comforting. No one judges you for crying, for wanting your daddy to hug you, for not being able to go somewhere because your mom said so.
There is a certain magic about being a teenager. You get to be a child and yet grown up at the same time. It really is a wonderful age. You can still be immature and you don’t have to pay rent. You don’t need to do taxes, or buy groceries. You can spend your money on clothes and coffee. You can make mistakes and it wont destroy your life.
So to all the teenagers out there – don’t rush to grow up. And to all the parents – don’t hold back your children (too much 😉 ), because then they will rush away from you.
Life is always about happy mediums, as I said before in my post What I Learned This Week, and our job as families is to find it. There is nothing more important than being loved – as cheesy as it may sound. And anyone who reads this – please please take that away. Never push away your family or friends.
I am lucky to be loved so much and I know it. I will never let anyone I love go.
I just wish everyone knew how much they really are loved and appreciated it.
From the lyrics of Big Yellow Taxi: “Don’t it always seem to go, that you don’t know what you’ve got ’til it’s gone?”
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