Yesterday was my granddaughter’s sweet 16. She is so beautiful. The day carried an extra layer of excitement, she had recently passed her online learner exam, and yesterday she drove for the very first time.
It was such a special milestone. Sixteen is a turning point, a quiet step toward independence.
I found myself thinking about my own 16th birthday. Of all the birthdays I’ve had, that one has stayed with me. Pink jeans, a top, and my first makeup bag. She was shocked I could remember mine — so many decades ago, lol. I’m not sure why that day has stayed so clearly in my memory, but it has.
I told her she will remember hers too…… not just for the celebration, but because it was the day she first got behind the wheel.
Time has a way of slipping past us. Moments like this ask us to slow down and take them in.✨🥳🎂🛻
The Lady in the Back Row 