"Toy land, toy land,
Little girl and boy land,
Once you cross its borders
You may never return again."
Today is my birthday. Today I am eighteen...and somehow, I am sad. But also glad. Now at last I am no longer play-acting. Could it be? Am I really grown up? I think I have been playing at woman-hood all my life--but I never knew it. Sweet sixteen is now so far away, so very long ago. Some voice within me speaks--whispering urgently to me, it says, "Stop, cherish, remember!" It tells me that now is the time. It is time to reflect, time to record. I must not forget--I must remember this day, this age, this feeling. For it will never return. It cannot. For all children must grow up--that is the tragedy of it...
...and the beauty.
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Don't.
Don't ever lose the joyfulness of childhood.
Don't ever stop frolicking in meadows.
Don't ever stop appreciating a brand new day.
Don't ever stop laughing at the mirth found in small things.
Don't ever stop being you.
But some things must change, so indeed, do cherish them.
Have a blessed year Rebekah.
A very very happy birthday to you. Although I might have already said that on Friday. Or maybe I didn't, Oh well I quess I'm just covering my bases. Soon I will join you in that uncertain bliss of 18, as I will be 18 as of a month and a half from now.
I did tell you already. But have very, very happy birthday. I have lets see... one year and four months and 2 weeks and 2 days until I join you in being 18. But of course by then you will be 19. So I guess I won't be joining you... Oh Well!
Happy Birthday To You!
Happy Birthday To You!
Happy Birthday Dear Rebekah!
Happy Birthday To You!
(Picture me singing that to you)
Happy Birthday Beka!Have a wonderful day!
It seems like just yesterday we were celebrating your 16th birthday after Biblestudy. So much has happened since then! Though my wishes are a little late I hope 18 is a wonderful year for you and one that brings you closer to the Lord in more ways than you can imagine.
Hugs to you...
Rebekah I have the pictures from soccer and your birthday. I'm going to try to email them to you next.
I suppose it's too bad that I didn't think to stop and record what I was like at that age. But then, I rather think that I act worse in terms of crazy, stupid childishness now than I did then. Maybe it has been able to develop more fully since I moved away, on my own. Hmmm. Uh, is that a good thing or bad? Maybe it's because I've been alone alot more now than before, forcing me to talk/sing/yell/argue/explain/preach/make faces to myself instead of someone else. What could I do to better this situation regarding such an alarming example of human-ness as that "strange fellow," Nathan.
Happy Birthday! I realize this is, shall we say, "a bit" late, but I just haven't been around for a while. :-)
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