One ages up.
Then another ages up.
And so legacies go. New reflections in mirrors with the milestones of time from childhood to teendom.
New perspectives gained on the world, about how you can be both feminine and rambunctious.
And new love, the sort that lures you out into the hot tub at the tail end of a birthday party with your partner to partake in something that is shared between just the two of you.
And the joy that the thought of new life brings, particularly in times of sorrow and loss.
“But how will I tell Fernando?”