My darling daughter,

It seems amazing to us that we now own have a teen-age daughter.  But we saw the signs coming as you became aware of how your room was decorated and managed to ignore the Mt. Everest of discarded clothing erupting from your floor.  You are proud of your pictures and your mementos.  You are proud of the walls completely covered with posters and souvenirs.  You have worked hard to make your room a place of sanctuary, a respite from some of the pressures pushing you every day.  I see that door shut  now more often than it has been in the last decade.  And I do respect you need for some independence and privacy.

But just in case you ever wondered what happens on those nights you leave for a sleepover with your friends...just in case you think your private sanctuary is simply waiting quietly for your return, lookie here.  For here is the truth, beautiful girl, of what becomes of your "space" when you are gone. 



We could apologize, but we think your brothers' love of you and their missing you when you're gone is just too sweet.