January 3, 2011

She is 12 today.  Still a child but with a such a grown up, serious disposition.  Sometimes I try everything to make her smile. Then, she hides her smile and calls me a hippy-mom acting silly.  And sometimes, when she notice I am down,  she will do everything to make me smile.  Because she is so, so strong.  Emotionally.  It fascinates me where she got this fierce character with determination and unbelievable sensitivity and empathy.  My twelve year old… Love her so much, I can barely stand it.

She is on the honor roll, yet I hardly see her studying, but I see her reading.  All day, sometimes all night:

Happy 12th Birthday Pola.