Teenage Wasteland

Sophia, Kel, Jenn.

Look at those face of misery. It makes me laugh a little bit, because we were so miserable with so little in life to handle at 15 years of age.

Kids, marriage, divorce, financial gains and struggles, happiness, anger, tears, laughter... life was waiting for us, but there we stood in that moment, frozen in angst with no clue how to shake the blanket of darkness.

We longed for the future, but I think we each believed it would be so different than what it is. It's way more real than our teenage minds allowed us to imagine.

We thought life was complex then? Ha. We had no clue.

But that's the beauty of it. Complexity translates to richness and authenticity. This life is so real that even the good of it burns deep scars on our hearts. The good and the bad, it all creates the ever-morphing definition of who.we.are.

We were lovely girls. But we are amazing adults with tons of potential left to unearth. I'm pretty sure, anyway.