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or at least, that’s how i remember being seventeen, that time-between-times. the last moments of a childhood long since denied and arbitrarily circumscribed by a society possessed by the allure of attainment.
this far into the future of my brief allotment of time, i have long since ceased wondering if anything i thought back then truly holds any relevance today.
but i know that it does.
i think upon seventeen today, as i have on so many days of late, because my daughter is seventeen. and if i could tell her anything, it would be that since there is so much more to come, there is no need to worry about what has been, or failed to be.
she doesn’t know how intimate a part of my life she has been throughout her life, because she does not know me. and likewise, neither her brother.
over one’s seventeenth year, a star shines brightly: a beacon, a wonder. an inspiration, an investment of hope in the light of uncountable thermo-nuclear reactions.
when i was but a few years younger, i wondered if she thought of me. grown less selflish now, i simply wonder if she knows that all the stars do shine for her.
i wish that i was the one to have hung them for her. maybe someday, i can be.
