Raising a Blue Moon

My dear girls, You are young, too young. I remember being your age, wanting to be older, to be able to do more, be more, go further. You are always testing your boundaries, which I understand, in theory. In reality it is frustrating as a mother, because I know what is waiting on the other side of the curtain, and it only gets harder and I wish you could slow down and be present, milk your childhood for all of its worth. But this is why they say "youth is waisted on the young". If I could go back I would realize how lucky and how happy I was when I was little, I would enjoy everything, even school. When I was your age, being forty seemed ancient, like almost a fossil. When I was in University, I remembered my mom stopping in a department store beauty counter and looking at herself in one of those augmented mirrors (which are never a woman's friend), and frustratingly saying "no, no,no", like she could will aging to stop, like she could scare the wrinkles away....