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Ode to a 13 year old

I was 13 once, too.

I really was.

I know it may seem impossible to believe - I've never been that young while you were around. But I was.

I also know that things are different for you than they were for me. But some things about being 13 never change.

You're now officially a teenager. Teenagers struggle to find independence and self-assertion. They struggle with self-esteem and self-worth. They struggle with the changing role of their parents. And friends. And other role models, who become increasingly important. They struggle with hormones and curiosity and temptations. Somehow, things that never were tempting or interesting before suddenly become very interesting and enticing.

I know. I did. Everyone I know has done so, too.

But believe me when I say that you will survive.

You are a powerful young man, intelligent, fun, and attractive (not only in looks, but more importantly in personality). People of good intent and pure heart want to be with you because you are like them. And you make people want to be better because they know you.

I'm one of those.

Some people become nostalgic for the boy they knew, wishing he could stay that way forever. I am not one of those. You have an intense love for life and each moment for you is fresh and fun and interesting - the best moment of your life. You are very much ALIVE and this enthusiasm and positive energy is truly infectious. I love the way you live your life and love each minute.

But mostly I love you, son.

I am intensely proud of you, of the fine young man you are becoming. To think that I am associated with a man of your caliber is truly an honor. And to think further that God has entrusted me with the responsibility to be your father is truly amazing. Mostly I just try to get out of your way and let you shine.

Because shine you do, my son.

And I am reminded of the scripture which says - let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father which is in heaven. You live this every second of every day.

I can't wait to see the next 13 years of your life unfold, like the petals of a rose. Or like the rising of the sun.


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