Have you ever thought about who you truly look up too and admire? Who your real life hero is and why? I can't imagine if you asked 100 random people they would respond their 13 year old daughter. But that's my response.
This is Molly Elizabeth, my 13 year old daughter. Molly's Grandmother and my middle name is Elizabeth, so she carries on the tradition. Molly is Irish for Mary but I really named her Molly when I was at a soccer game and heard the name. I can honestly say she defines the name Molly and there is nobody in this world like her.
We call her Mols and she has the ability to make us laugh when she breaks out into a random dance. She is extremely smart and strives for straight A's and is very serious about her education. Ironically she wants to be a lawyer some day and there is no doubt she will do just that. She is an athlete who plays soccer, basketball and softball. The Molly you see on the field or court is nothing like the Molly you see on the softball mound. Her passion is softball and she has been pitching windmill for 7 years. It's like she is at home on the mound and hardly ever gets thrown off from her game. I watched her hit two batters at a game last year and when most 12 year old's would become flustered she then struck out the next 6 batters. I also watched her get 15 strike-outs when she had 103 fever never asking to come out of the game. This is the same kid that had a major break in her arm and didn't cry a tear.
But this isn't why I look up to her. She doesn't live an average 13 year old life. She had to basically grow up a few years ago and has had more responsibilities than most adults. As her Mom, I have had many talks with her about loyalty and respect and how people should be treated. These are traits you see develop in your children when they become adults not new teenagers. It was Molly that taught me what it truly means to have someone's back no matter what. She has taught me the true meaning of love and family even when I questioned things myself. I have watched her take on things that she didn't need too just to protect her brother and even me. If I were to have half of her strength as as person there is so much more that I could take on. I have seen her stick up to people when most adults would back down. When I think about the last few years it was Mols that guided me through while telling me I was beautiful and making changes so I could have a better life. She continues to remind me I am doing the right things all while she was taking on battles that shouldn't have been her's.
There are so many times I will sit down around here and think to myself am I the Mother or is she?! I know for a fact she has taught me way more than I have taught her and she doesn't even know half of it. If I was granted a wish today it would be that from here on out she gets to smile and laugh. No more worrying or fear just Molly getting to be Molly. I can't believe I am lucky enough to be called her Mom.
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