On Turning TenSunday, August 03, 2014
Last month, my goddaughter turned ten years old. Yes, she's a whole decade old. And do you want to know why that's a pretty big deal in my books? It's not just because she was born exactly a week before I got married. It's because, of all the birthdays I remember as a kid, turning ten stood out the most to me. It just so happened to be my champagne birthday and consequently, since that day, the number 10 has become my 'lucky' number. But it isn't just that. Turning ten felt like a turning point in my life. The point when I would no longer feel like a little girl. Double-digits meant I was this much closer to being a teenager.
When my goddaughter celebrated her tenth birthday, it got me thinking. My daughter will be ten next year but you would think she was ten already. Clichéd thoughts popped into my head: She's so grown up! How time flies! Anyway, I decided to make the pink card above for my goddaughter. I think, subconsciously, I chose cute pink and polka dots as a way to grasp the little girl I've always seen her as. Change is often hard to accept but that difficulty is easily forgotten when I think of how proud I am to see her grow into the young lady she is becoming. Just like my own daughter, who is getting so big, she's almost as tall as my mother. And even though the colour pink is such a stereotypical colour for girls, I don't care. I actually embrace it. Because for me, even though I was in such a hurry to grow up as a child, I'm in no hurry to see my baby girl transform into a young lady.
For details on the materials I used to make this card, head on over to my craft blog dianasdesigns.ca: