Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Twelve
Last night I sat and talked with a twelve year old and I realized I do not remember what it is like to be twelve. Maybe I have blocked it all out I don't know but it seems so foreign to me. Was I awkward? Honestly sometimes I wonder if I am any less awkward today. Well I get to relearn what it is like to be twelve, I got called to work with the beehives. Yeah for puberty. Wish me luck.
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Hmmm...you moved when we were 12 and I think I cried for about a week straight.
12 is a difficult time because deep inside you want to keep playing with your dolls, but your friends are already kissing boys. aak!
You will do well in that calling.
I have total confidence in you!!
The Beehives. Tough age, but before you know it. Those lil'women will awaken your inner 12 yr old, and it will be smooth sailing.
Sounds like a fun calling.
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