Her, the 12 year old girl...

I cant stop thinking about her.....

The other weekend, on the girls trip away I did with my girly friends, we went shopping. While at GAP, there was this girl, 7th grade, she BROKE MY HEART!
She was there back to school shopping with her dad and sister. As I walked by I over head her talking to her dad, in tears, she told him, 'There is nothing here I can buy, these are clothes the popular 7th graders wear!' {{Insert HUGE sad teary eyed face here!}}Later by the dressing room her dad was fed up and a bit angry, telling her that they had been to all the stores, that she cant try so hard to buy something no one else has, cuz there will always be something. The girl was bawling her eyes out. I wanted with my whole being to take her, hug her and tell her she is beautiful, to tell her that what others think, really doesnt matter, that fitting in is SOOO hard, but to just be herself and wear what she wants. I wanted to help her pick out clothes, for her to see the 3 of us helping her and caring. I dont know why I didnt. I dont know why I just walked away, this young girl broken and hurting. Now I cant stop thinking about her, and through that, Im praying for her. I may very well never see her again, but my heart longs for hers, for hers to know Jesus, for hers to be filled with love from her daddy, from her siblings, that she wont care what others think, even if she just cared a little less.

Im scared for my girls. I pray they dont face this, but they are girls and Im sure they will, dont we all! I pray I teach my girls to love Jesus, and He will help guide them. I pray pray pray for my girls hearts! Its a vicious world. Girls are so mean.

Its funny how 6 short years {Jr and Sr High} have such a HUGE impact on our lives. That its so important, to us. Yet its over so quickly, these six years seem to kinda shape us, for the next 80 years. These years stick to us like glue. I personally wasnt a huge fan of high-school, I dropped out between my Jr and Sr year and got my GED. I dont regret that at all. I hated the drama, I just didnt love it like so many others did. I had my fun days, taking pictures, staying the night at friends homes. Physical HS, eh. I did love my youth group, was at every event, loved punk rock/ska shows, I had fun in that area. I had way more guy friends than girl. Life has changed so much since then!

I still have trouble with what girls think, even with my greatest friends, Im always thinking, 'crap! do I look dumb!?!? , Did I just say something stupid? Did I hurt her feelings? Am I acting dumb!?' At the end of the day, if they are gonna give up on me for something silly, I dunno if they are the greatest of friends. Right!? You never know, who is looking up to you, thinking the exact same thing....

Do you have memories of the 'Mean Girls'?

Mine wasnt from the cheerleaders or ASB, mine was from the 'goth/punk kids' I dressed punkish, I had colorful hair, but I didnt hang with those people, I hung out with the Bible club and other kids. This one day, the punky girl walks up to me and says, 'If you ever wear your hair like that again, Im gonna beat you...' Well... ok then... My head was nearly shaved I had my bangs, what was I gonna do.... I ignored her... She did nothing to me.. Just glared... oooooooo I didnt care...I just went on with life. The look in her face when she walked up to me, the hatred, the anger... Ill never forget it.

Linking up with Chase the Star