Divinely named, naturally made.:

I am at that awkward stage

between girlhood and womanhood.

Tears do not come so easily now.

But worries are on speed-dial.

“Friend” is a word that does not mean what it should.

But I have learned how and who to trust.

Responsibilities often overshadow desires.

Love is more likely felt than understood.

Gifts mean most when they are spiritual instead of just tangible.

Life is a concept unknown.

It is strange to see “Miss” or “Ms.” on an envelope.

There is a distinct difference between the two.

One symbolizes my novice youth and thereby freedom from marriage…the other, my binding to adulthood.

Words are weighed more carefully, whether I am speaking or merely hearing.

There is so much learning to do.

So much growth.

So much evolving.

I am at that awkward stage

between

accepting what everyone says I am/should be/will be

and deciding/realizing/cultivating

who I really am.