14 Years

We celebrated my daughter’s 14th birthday yesterday and it’s taken me a little bit of time to catch my breath, to be honest.

I had just gotten used to calling her a “teenager” and a “thirteen year-old” — now, I she’s quite solidly the former and no longer the latter.

What the hell is happening… why is time moving so quickly?

She’s starting to teach me many, many things about life; a strange but unsurprising reversal that is actually quite refreshing.