“I will have this experience with me for the rest of the my life. I will always treasure that I got to play this role. I will miss Scout.” – Anna
These are the kind of deep statements I hear from her. Sandwiched between her witty comments, hilarious sense of humor, and laughter are deeply felt moments of honesty and emotion. There are days that I am sure I am talking to a 30 year old. She poses hard questions. She always has. Questions about poverty. About social injustice. When someone is mistreated, a righteous anger rises up in her, and she needs me to help her direct it.
She reasons well. If she asks for something, and we tell her no, she receives it graciously. She never pushes the envelope with her wish for material things. Ever. She doesn’t jump on bandwagons of negativity. Instead, she will refocus on what is right and good in her world.
At the risk of uncovering myself and one of my very weak moments this year, I would like to share a story of how Anna responded to my self-indulgent rant. We were leaving the house one day. I was very frustrated with Kris. I felt he would fly, come home, and spend all of his time working on the farm. I felt left with a home to care for by myself. I felt so many things went undone, and I was frustrated. Knowing better, I vented. To a 10 year old. More than that, I asked her, “Why don’t you tell your dad we need him to stop working on the farm so much and help out more around the house?”
“No. I won’t. It’s a lot of land. He has to work it hard. Far-Far (Kris’ dad) can’t do it all alone. He needs him. And, you need to allow dad to do what he feels he needs to do. If you are stressed, ask me. If you need more help, ask me. Ask ME. I will help you.”
I will never forget that conversation. I will never forget how she responded to me. She stood up for what she felt was right while still honoring me.
Anna Takle, you absolutely light up my world. You are so incredibly smart. And, your wisdom has astounded me. Your love of music, the piano, and broadway are so much fun. You continually make me proud when I watch you use your gifts.
You make me laugh harder than anyone.
You are the sweetest, most loving sister.
You have a tender appreciation for all life.
You are a living, breathing beautiful, example of God in the earth.
I love how you love life and the people in your life. I love how you crawl up in bed with me almost every single night, because you want to talk to me. I love how you love Seinfeld and Big Bang Theory. I love how you appreciate good tea. I love how you work tirelessly on the piano until you can finally play a piece perfectly. I love how you love your brothers. I love how you look at me and watch me. I love how you still get so excited and exclaim, “Daddy’s home!”
And, of all the roles you have played, my favorite one you play is simply being Anna Takle. I love who you are. I am forever thankful God chose me to be your mom. What a gift it is to call you my daughter. Thank you for being you and for continuing to allow God to grow inside of you.
Happy 11th Birthday, Anna Takle. I love you so very much.
4 responses to “My Girl Is 11.”
These encounters with Anna are “memories makers” that’s what the scriptures refer to as our heavenly treasures……..
Has it occurred to you that she may be a mini-me? Every trait you described, every conversation you shared and everything Anna may just possibly be Anna-Dusty. She has her mom’s precious soul, talents, lover of all things good and not so good. Thank heavens for Annas! Sending huge happy birthday to Anna Fashionista!
I love how you have written this story. There are 2 women living in the Takle household…you and Anna. She sounds like an amazing person to live with and I don’t personally know her. I am sure she lights up everyone’s life. I wish her a very happy 11th birthday. May she continue to grow and mature into whatever she decides to do!!