Today I am thankful for authentic friends. Annie is at a formal winter dance tonight. Her friend, Carmel, is sitting on the couch w/ John (he makes their friends call him "Your Highness") and I watching a movie. She didn't want to go to the dance. She doesn't understand them. She wonders why anyone would want to spend all that time and money getting purdy just to go to some place where the lights are barely on and then get all sticky and sweaty within minutes of arriving. And don't get her started on the shoes.
She's 15. She's brilliant. She's beautiful. She's authentic.
She's waiting w/ His Highness and I until Annie and her friends come back from the dance so she can have some fun w/ them at the sleepover happening here after the dance. Now that fun she is up for.
In the meantime, she's sittin' here on the couch, watching a movie, teaching me about "Being".
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