Taylor,
You are seventeen now. Holy moly! SEVENteen. That's like a whole new category that I am not prepared to enter. You are one year away from being an adult. Technically, parents are only responsible for providing for their children until age 18. Of course, we would never leave you on your own at 18, but it is surreal to think that in one year, you could be on your own.
As I said to you the night before your birthday, this one will not be your best. Your birthday fell on a Tuesday this year. And not only did it fall on a Tuesday, but it fell on Tuesday of finals week. Booo. You had a final on your birthday, and then you had two finals on Wednesday, two on Thursday, and two on Friday. You have also been stressed due to conflict with a friend on the drill team (Alivia) and you are upset about upcoming ASB elections. On top of that, you had drill practice on your birthday, and Matty had a JV and Varsity basketball game. So, your birthday was a bit of a bust. I tried to make it special, though. I surprised you at lunch and brought Wingstop for you and Tyson, and then I brought Crumbl cookies to your drill practice. I am not sure what you ate for dinner because you went to Starbucks to study. You came home from Starbucks around 9:15. Alivia came over shortly thereafter so that the two of you could talk, then Tyson came over around 10:00 and stayed until 10:30. At 10:30, you opened your gifts from us, but it was rushed because we were all tired and you needed to get to bed. Sigh. I wish we could have done more for you, but not all birthdays are the same.
How can I possibly articulate how amazing you are? The one adjective that comes to the forefront of my mind is that you are busy. So very busy. I am exhausted for you. You get annoyed with me often because I get stressed out that you are not sleeping enough, but you brush me off and say you're fine. Your life is so very full - you are a straight A student with a heavy course load (pre-calculus, physics, AP US history, AP psychology, AP language, Spanish 4, and ASB), you are super involved at school (ASB executive board, captain of the drill team, co-president of UNICEF, and founder/co-president of a new club called Active Minds, which focuses on mental health), you are the social media chair of the Newcastle City Junior Council, you have tons and tons of friends (evidenced by the 12 that came to your birthday party and the many you did not invite because we ran out of space), you have a darling boyfriend, you work every Sunday morning at the church childcare center, you are involved in a Young Life Bible study, and you are studying for the SAT and researching colleges. PHEW. Exhausting!
I feel time slipping through my fingers. You will be leaving for college in 19 months, and life with you will never be quite the same. I am cherishing all of the small moments at home, and I am also extremely jealous of the time you spend with other people and not me (I sound like a possessive girlfriend, don't I?). I want more time with you. I am excited for you to grow and explore, yet I am also sad to have to let you go. It's such a dichotomy. Anyways, I know time is precious. I feel it more now that I've lost my dad and know that my children are just a few years away from leaving the nest. As my dad always said, "Don't cry because it's over; smile because it happened." And you, my dear daughter, have given me plenty of reasons to smile.
As I do every year, here are more details about you as a 17-year old:
- You have been on Accutane since last May. Your acne has improved tremendously. I love seeing your confidence grow now that you are not self-conscious about your face. You are absolutely gorgeous with your blue eyes, long brown hair (although your highlights make it look almost blonde sometimes), and your beautiful smile. The thousands of dollars we spent on braces were well worth it.
- You are still a teeny tiny thing. We do not talk about weight, but you cannot weigh much more than 100 pounds. You are still 5'1" and are clearly done growing. I will always worry about your eating habits, but I believe you have recovered from the eating disorder. You have strange eating habits. You will go most of the day with very little food and then come home at night and chow down, but as long as you are eating, I do not care.
- Your favorites foods are still pretzels, pretzels and pretzels. A recent breakfast hit is a salted bagel with cream cheese. You love Chipotle, Panera, Wingstop, and the Italian sub sandwich from Jersey Mike's. We went out for your birthday dinner last night. You really wanted to eat at Din Tai Fung, but the wait was too long, so we landed at Japonessa for sushi.
- You are a friend to many. You are like your mom and want everyone to like you. I've explained to you many times that it is impossible for everyone to like you, but I can appreciate that you are kind to all. The other night, I was waiting for Matty after a basketball game, and a couple of senior girls came up to me. They asked if I was Taylor's mom. When I said yes, they both went on and on about how awesome you are. So friendly. So kind. So inclusive. I am always so proud in those moments. To know in those moments that you have such a strong character is more important than any grade, any dance achievement, or any elected office position.
- Your closest friends are Grace, Reece, Joann, Addie, Josie, Carmen, Bella, Kayla, Olivia, Hayden, Willow and Gabi. I would say that Grace is your closest friend, followed by Reece. What's interesting is that I have noticed a bit of a power struggle between Grace and Reece for your attention. You have navigated that dynamic well, although it makes me sad that G&R can't share you like Sara and Emily have shared me.
- You and Tyson have been dating for almost 2.5 years. To think that you used to cry and cry because no boys liked you. Well, the irony is not lost on me. Tyson is a great kid. He's become an extension of our family because he has joined us for so many family dinners and family excursions. I adore him. He's a sweetheart; always greets us with hugs and is so good to you. I tease Tyson that he needs to teach Tommy a few things because he is always bringing you flowers and opening car doors for you. What a gentleman! While part of me wishes that you were not "tied down" to one boy through most, if not all, of your high school career, there is no one else I would want you to date other than Tyson.
- You have taken the SAT twice. Your scores have been in the mid to high 1200s, but that is not good enough for you. You are starting SAT tutoring in March for the SAT in June. You are such a high achiever; I have no doubt that you will get into many colleges and have your pick of the litter. You are still very unsure about where you want to go. All of the options are overwhelming to you. You are thinking about political science/pre-law, which is super awesome and super scary to me because no one on the Bligh/Akers sides of the family have studied law. We are going to the east coast during spring break to visit Duke, UNC, UVA and Georgetown. I can't even allow myself to think about you going to school that far away.
Having you has been the absolute joy of my life. To see you grow, struggle, overcome and thrive has been such a gift. You are truly living your best life right now. I hope you take the time to reflect and appreciate all that you have going for you. When I sit back and reflect on you, I feel like
I am mentoring my own self at age 17 - we are SO much alike it's scary. I pray my advice and life lessons are helpful as you grow and learn and make big life decisions in the coming years.
You are a delight, Miss Taylor Bligh. I love you forever!
Love,
Mom
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| Birthday Eve snuggles with Dad |
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| Snagged this picture of you and Grace studying at the basketball game... on your birthday... lame. |
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| Three very bored children waiting for our table at Japonesa |
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| B-day Dinner! |
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| 17th Birthday Door Decorations |