To you, my teenage daughter, on my days as a teenage parent

I helped bring you into a world when I was not much older than you are right now. At 18, I was a teenager who wasn’t at all prepared for the way you’d shift the momentum of my life. But look at us now. You’re 16, and we made it through the pain and pressure of my being a young parent. And though most of the wounds have healed, some scars are still too tender to risk touching.