It’s my birthday this week. I should be thrilled, right? Well, I’m not. I don’t want to turn twelve years old. If anything, I want to go backwards – to get younger. Or, if that’s not possible, I’d like to at least stop getting any older. I just don’t want to grow up. Is that so bad? Well, is it? I know what you’re thinking. I’m thinking it too. I had just hoped that, maybe, […]
In case you were wondering, my father won the latest battle. I am still sitting on my hair. But, that’s O.K. Because, you know what? It suddenly occurred to me the other day that, no matter how many battles he wins, my father will not win the war. I am not going to be a kid forever. Someday, I’ll have a home and a life of my own. And, when I do, I’ll get a […]
I am so annoyed. My father and I are fighting about my hair…again. He doesn’t want me to get a haircut. Ever. I would like to trim an inch or two off the bottom every once in a while (just to keep it looking healthy and manageable and neat). So far, he has won every battle. I haven’t had a haircut since my mother died. But I am not about to give up the fight. […]
