Ok, so I finally unpacked all of ... Well my crap (cause let's face it I don't have anything worth of real value or that I would consider to be stealable). So I moved back into my dad's home how long ago and I am just now unpacking. I guess I figured why unpack, I'd probably just move again. (I have a problem with commitment or well settling down) but I have decided to make my room, well my room and home. So I unpacked last night... And you all know me. When I say last night I mean early this morning like 2 - 4:30 AM. What can I say I love to work at night, I get more done. There's no one watching you what your doing, or asking you questions or wanting to help. I've always been like that ever since I was a little girl too. What can I say my brain becomes very active at night. That's
when I do all my art work, projects, work out... Etc.
any who I found my baby book and I of course looked at it again, like I have done a thousand times when I find it or notice it again. Ok so I flipped one of the pages and there at the bottom of the page I see this ink that is fresher then the rest. It reads Period 13 1/2 (and the date don't worry wont share that much detail). Ok so my mouth dropped open in awe... I never noticed that my mom had gone back into my baby book (which hasn't been written in since I was like 2) and she added that information. I had no idea that she thought that me starting my period meant so much to her, and that she thought that it was important enough to find my baby book that was buried under tons of more recent photo albums to write in 3 words. I am sorry your thinking ok no biggy. But to me a tear came to my eye and I was truly touched by the thoughtfulness, and excitement of a mother who's daughter just became a women. Well... That act (phew... How many years ago) really touched me today.