It's shocking how much has changed in the last month. School kicked off and language took off with it. Social interaction came along for the ride and suddenly there are friends and texting and a cell phone and plans to attend the homecoming dance with friends.
We spent literally every night of this week at the mall trying to find a dress, shoes, and jewelry. Nerves were high and styles are all terrible right now (everything is black or dark blue or red or white; nearly everything is strapless and most is barely 12 inches long) but we finally found something we both liked (note: we found almost nothing she liked and a few I thought would maybe be ok but she dismissed.) It is pink and pretty and there were gold glittery shoes and gold jewelry and funky pink nails. There was singing along to the radio as she got ready; and excitedly welcoming her friend over hours early so they could get ready together.
This is her life. It's her song. After a year of muting it, it's suddenly playing at full volume and I'm in tears because it's so beautiful and so welcome.
Eleven months of waiting has finally blossomed into this girl I'm so happy to meet. She's funny and smart and saucy and opinionated and kind and clever and all the good things. I'm so glad the world gets to know her, too.