Daughter

Okay, so she says she hates this picture but it's one of my favorites.

She is such an amazing person.

She is beautiful inside and out.

That is when she's being nice.

When she's being sarcastic, she's just like me.

And she hates that.

Or so she says.

But I think she likes it.

But that could just be me.

She loves having her back cracked.

And cracking just about every other joint in her body.

She loves Eminem.

And the Beatles.

And the Foo Fighters.

And Usher.

And Linkin Park.

And yes.......Justin Beiber.  Sigh....  ::::::::::: shaking head::::::::::::

She loves to sit and watch TV with me.

And yes, she does love her sister, even though they fight, what seems like constantly.

But I remember what it was like to have a little sister.

And yet, another reason she is like me.

She is a strong young lady.

Something I was NOT when I was her age.

She steps up when needed.

And I SO appreciate that.

I have always asked her to be honest with me.

Even if it's not something I always want to hear.

But she is far better at knowing herself than I was at her age.

She ROCKS at soccer.

And she's very intelligent as well.

She laughs at me when I swear.

But she can swear with the best of them.

Must be that red hair feisty-ness coming out in her.

My friend, Cindy, loves her when she sees her and basically shoves me out of the way to see her.

Kindred spirits, I think.

She shows compassion, humanity.

She once started a charity fundraiser at her school for the victim of Hurricane Katrina.

Her sarcasm, wit, dry humor and smiles are the bomb.

When people say we look alike, I find that to be such a compliment, because I think she is stunning.

I am so proud to call her my daughter.