Devon, 14- year 10
Olivia,11- year 7
Senior School!
I see the potential, the possibilities of a world at your feet in this picture and I am torn. Most of me wants to remind them to put their best foot forward (“You mean my left one?” -Devon, 12) and have a good day, while a not so small part wants to pull them into my lap, hold them close and never let them go.
15 years ago, I was 14, and I was pregnant. I often feel as if I am living my life backwards, and as my big kids get bigger my sleepless nights become more frequent and I worry. Both so strong minded and independent, what if they run away, as I did all those years ago? What if they get mixed up with the wrong kids and start drinking or smoking? What if they start having sex?
Undefeated Army of One 