She says it goes down in history as the worst birthday ever for her (and I can't say that I blame her!) but my baby girl is now 22 years old.
Her grandma passed away just a few hours before the turn of the 14th, so everyone's focus was shifted on that rather than the celebration of a birthday.
Although we are still in grief, I want to acknowledge the life still lived by my beautiful daughter.
I was a teenage mom statistic. Shelby was born to me at the age of 17. I absolutely don't condone it, but I sure don't regret it.
Shelby is super stubborn and overly dramatic, but I couldn't be prouder of her. She's defied life struggles, and still held her head high. Shelby works as a Psych Tech at the Behavioral Unit in the hospital and has a passion for learning. She has a strong liking for Pokemon and Batman.
Shelby may be 22 years old, but she will always be my baby girl.