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My child is now thirteen and everyday I realize how beautiful she's become and how interesting.
I took her to dance tonight (modern) and afterwards she and her teacher invited me in so she could perform a solo for me. I hadn't realized she had gotten so good. I was a modern dancer and I never wanted to jinx my passion around it by telling her she really should do it, or that I hoped she would love it. She just decided on her own one day that she would.
And then tonight, I watched her dance, because she was proud of herself and wanted me to see. And she was so incredibly beautiful and I was just so fucking proud.
I sat by the mirror and cried and she bent over me and hugged me like she was the mama and we both smiled.
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Class, race, sexuality, gender and all other categories by which we categorize and dismiss each other need to be excavated from the inside. - Dorothy Allison
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