Content in Adolescence
She is sitting quietly with her lanky legs tucked pretzel-like under her thighs. She feels strangely alive, under a shade tree, waiting. She knows not what she is waiting for but understands this pivotal moment is no respecter of time.
She is by herself but far from lonely. She has made a necklace of buttercups and has un-ashamedly rocked and cuddled her doll.