more tears, and plans

I'm sitting here crying happy tears because I just found the opening words for the Girl's long-planned-in-my-mind menarche ceremony.

Now to hope that when the time comes, the Girl will still want one. Right now, the not totally fleshed out event is going to be a weekend-long sleep-over for those that want to, and drop-in for those that don't, with henna, and lots of talking, and communal meals, and lots of laughing, and chocolate, and lots of dancing. She'll invite the women (& girls) whose wisdom she wants to hear, but I am allowed to make suggestions. So far, as long as I come through with the chocolate fountain, she's interested. But, if she decides that she doesn't want this kind of event, at least I can give her this book.

I could wax rhapsodic about this, but we're getting ready to go to the zoo & the Girl is waiting as patiently as she can.