…I like to feel heard. I like to feel seen even more. When it comes to my best friend, I’d go out of my way to make sure everyone at the mall stops to listen to her crazy coworker's story. Truly… I’d do anything for her because I love her. This got me thinking. Do we have this same attitude toward our daughters? Would we go out of our way to make sure they know they are heard and seen?

Dear Mom, 

There’s never a wrong moment to tell you I love you and to tell you that I appreciate you, but I have yet to get the chance to tell you why.

When I was in high school, I loved anything that made me feel like I was an adult - respected and valued. In hindsight, I think this meant I wanted the freedom of choice. Truly, the world was my oyster and I wanted to be the one to decide what to do with it…

If I had a dollar for every conversation I had with a teenage girl that was rooted in their desire for their moms to truly know them, I’d be close to rich.