Eighteen

You get me. You just do and always have. For 18 years I've had the good fortune of being your mother and learning from your calm, understanding and wisdom. This mix of excitement and bitter-sweetness seems to find me every year on your birthday, but this year feels different. Is it your newly designated adulthood? Or maybe it's because I'm already missing you, or missing what was. 

At this moment, nothing is certain and the coming months will bring many changes for you and for our family. I'm counting on you to manage it well and light the way - thoughtfully, and with a sense of ease. While there have been ups and downs throughout your early years, you have always believed that things will get better. And they do. You make it so. 

Jonah, you shimmer with possibility. As for me, I just like to stand by and capture a bit of your glow. Wishing you happiness today and every day. I love you.

Super Sweet

For sixteen years I've been blessed by this guy's super sweetness. My love for
him runs deep, beyond reason. Happiest of birthdays, dear Zac. Soak it in.

#neveragain

March for Our Lives, White Plains, NY March 24, 2018

The Edge

You are focused and driven, always on your way. At the same time, you can be present and calm, a real-life problem solver. I know this isn't easy to manage when a new Snap comes in every other second. I'm not ready to call you an adult but somehow I feel safe. I'm poised with you here, on a glistening edge. This is seventeen. Happiest of Birthdays, my love.

reSisters

 Women's March, New York City, January 20, 2018.