Eleven is Good
Do you remember what it felt like to be eleven? I'll tell you what I remember: it wasn't easy. I remember knowing I wasn't a little girl any more and knowing I wasn't a teenager either. I remember wishing to be anyone but who I was and wanting to grow up faster. I didn't have a clue about my own strengths or beauty and I remember not appreciating myself. When Julia saw these photos of herself I hope she was able to see, even if it was just for a few minutes, how spectacular she is—how much beauty she possesses today and right now, and how much promise her future holds. Eleven is good.