i am the mother of a 16 year old today. what a ride. she’s so much her own person and cannot be denied. goofy and smart and clear in her need to laugh and care in the world. full of possibilities and purpose and full of wanting to be 12 again. i guess it’s all in your perspective. 2 cakes (over 2 days) and a platter of cottage cheese latkes (always her request … and a good delivery system for sour cream) later, we are celebrating the birthday week (she’d claim the birthday month) and i alternate between wanting to clutch her close and beaming with pride as she navigates herself solo.