I'm not talking about me, silly. I'll always feel a little clueless about how an adult should manage day to day life, but for now I'm talking about Katherine. She's 12 today. She has completed 12 years and is heading into her 13th. It sometimes doesn't seem to fit that I'm mom of a 12 years old, but there you have it. She's 12. She didn't come into this world under the best of circumstances, and she's been a challenge ever since, more our fault than her own to be sure, but she's a good kid. And (most days) I'm happy to have her.
Love ya, kiddo.