Dearest Sofia,
This year, I'm not the only one exclaiming "HOW??!" at the thought of you already turning SEVENTEEN!! (HOW?????!) You also are blown away, and a little stressed out, at how quickly it all goes.
Seventeen. I still can look at pictures of the day you were born and smell your new-baby smell, as if it had just happened.
I am so moved by the person you have always been and who you are becoming more of daily. When I picked an adjective for you at your family birthday party, I picked compassionate. Compassionate: feeling or showing deep sympathy and concern for the suffering or misfortune of others, coupled with a strong desire to alleviate that pain. It describes someone who is kind, merciful, and understanding,
You are compassionate, and also so many other things: funny, self-aware, kind, interesting, smart, beautiful, generous, honest, responsible, adaptable, resilient. We are still in the thick of your teenage years - so, on any given day, we can begin with gushy love, followed immediately by a snarky mood swing, and back again 3 seconds later with a hearty laugh that makes us both cry from giggling so hard. But (most of the time) I can manage to survive it all without taking it too personally, and I admittedly many times dish it out as much as I take it, so we're even. I don't mind too much, because I see you searching constantly for yourself within all that: figuring out your (and my) limits, getting an idea of what is you and what is me, what you want to hang onto that you see in me and what you would like to do differently...every single day, I see you striving to become more yourself, and all I can do is watch with awe at how wonderfully you are achieving just that.
Your current loves:
Going out with your friends, getting dressed up, but also spending the entire day in pajamas, eating healthy but not going crazy about it, watching some shows as a family at night (currently into Friday Night Lights but also The Pitt and The Rookie), eating your favorite foods and trying new cuisines, chit-chatting when you're in the mood, one-on-one shopping with me when you're in the mood, spending time with your extended family, swimming and your swim team friends and improving you swimming times, hanging out with your sister when she's not driving you nuts, laughing, sleeping/sleeping late, listening to music, Azzurra, observing collective joy, seeing the people you love happy.
Your current hates:
Injustice, unfair politics, having to wake up early, when your sister teases you or treats you badly, hypocrisy, when papà or I are mad at you, serial killers, cruelty and violence, having to study but also feeling unprepared for an exam, snobs, being made to feel inadequate, social norms that feel unjust, racism or sexism or any -ism, not being able to find a decent snack in the house, bugs in your room, doctor's visits, going too long without getting some exercise, feeling stuck, seeing anyone suffer.
Sofia, you are a wonder to me, always have been. Whether you've got that sly grin of yours or you're making a sarcastic joke, or you're telling me about the lastest gossip or worries in your head, or you're spitballing ideas about what your future looks like, or you're giving me a snarky answer to an objectively dumb question on my part...it's all so beautiful to me, even the moments that drive me nuts. *You* are beautiful to me, always, and I love seeing how your brain works and how you have matured so much in the past 17 years, but also have very much stayed the same little creature I held for the first time and thought "of *course*, this is what you look like", as if we'd known each other for multiple lifetimes already. Soulmates, connected, kindred spirits.
I hope this next year brings you endless joy, adventures, new friends and experiences, contentment, and satisfaction - but, whatever it brings - good or bad, challenging or joyful - I (we) will be right here for it, right by your side and in your corner.
We love you Sofi. Happy 17th 💓
I lollo,
Mommy








