Older girls.

I remember looking up to a few older girls when I was much younger. They seemed so caring and so thoughtful. I remember thinking I couldn’t wait until I was older, when I had that kind of independence, when I could care for other people like that. Even if it wasn’t all the time, I still wanted to be that one person who could provide some kind of comfort to people. I had a friend once who gave this to me. There was never a time I felt awkward or uncomfortable. I felt as if I was home with her. I could cry and she wouldn’t care.