I guess I would consider myself an artist. An artist with a vision stuck in their head, but I assume that is where talent is needed. To get the vision out and for it to make sense. I started this blog as a tool to converse with real women, an in your face reality about messy life, exciting life, cruel life, and just when you believe you have it under control, it flips to the opposite.
I have a 13 year old daughter, need I say more? I want to protect her from the world. She is quirky, beautiful, smart, and a defender of all. I have a book idea, hence the first two sentences of the first paragraph. It is about my thoughts on protecting our children, but it is morbid and grotesque. We as parents can only do so much. What is too much?
Do your best to give them a good head on their shoulders. They will find their way. By the way it does not become easier when they become adults.