Brogan's 15th Birthday

A happy Birthday to my Brog~! 15, beautiful and confident. Her lively spirit astounds me. She has chosen her direction in life with unbelievable passion and maturity. 15 years seems to have just raced passed me. My goodness I hope they slow down long enough for me to breathe and spend quality time with her before she heads off galloping into a career she is aiming for. We love our time together. How different to when she was my one and only. Gulp! was that 15 years ago. Home birthed laying by my side as we both silently investigated each other. The smells, the first touch...oh my emotions have not changed much. As she embarks her teenage years, I still tread as though this is all so new to me.

Little POODIE started the Birthday Song today...isn't that poodle just so sweet. Beanie played with the wrapping paper~ Birthday presents of jewels, perfumes and boy bands...and of course Taylor Launtner~ All Good ~ All good~

Love to you
Suzanne
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This young girl ~

This beautiful young girl... how I remember being this tender age of 14. Life is big and every experience tackled in a different way. More mature, more capable, needing more, wanting different, more sensitive, yearning to explore and so so much more. Our last school holiday, Brogan decided to pursue her growing love for medicine and health care. A wonderful friend of mine made a dream come true by getting permission for Brogan to attend various operations in one of our local hospitals as a volunteer . Life changed drastically for a while as this required very early dark Winter mornings riding through Town to get her there so she could help prep patients. Her days were long, often with out a break until I fetched her at the end of the day. She carefully watched as almost every operation from appendics surgery, spine, cesareans, circumcisions, removal of abscess's, prolapsed uterus and many more were performed. Young, old, male and female. Her experience has made her realise that although a very challenging road ahead with her schooling, that this is exactly what she would like to do.

The living of our lives , the days that just pass us . How our months and years roll by . How this has suddenly hit me as I write this post. I treasure my moments with Brogan . I now know how my Mother loved having me at this age.

Do have yourselves a happy day ~!
Suzanne