For those of us, less than crunchy...
Fast forward 12 years. And all of a sudden neither I nor Alex are little kids anymore. I am almost 32. He will be 14 this summer. I can do/get/make just about anything I want and he is turning into a man before my very eyes. I am so much more invested now in being real than in being crunchy or hip. I have tried to find balance in the things that I thought I would always stand firm. It isn't always easy, but it is always worth it.
Not much of a point to this... just a deep thought of the moment.
Not much of a point to this... just a deep thought of the moment.

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I've never commented here before, so I wanted to say how much I enjoy your journal. I check it frequently and it's a big inspiration to me. Thank you! :)
You are an inspiration Val. One of those people that people look to and think, "She did it, maybe I can to..."
And, though I don't know if you remember, you sent my sister things when she became pregnant at 17. She didn't know what to think of someone she didn't know sending her a box of wonderful baby goodness, no strings to lectures attached. My niece wore the tie-dye onesie (sent by you) home from the hospital and again each and every time it came out of the dryer until about 4-5 months old. :) I thought of your kindness and generosity each time I saw her in it.
So teenage mom, crunchy or creamy, though I don't know you IRL, I think your kids have a wonderful example of humanity with you as a mom.
Thanks for the note and the reminder. What a nice gift.
{{{hugs}}} and love...
Val