Squint your eyes and look closer

I found her. One day this month I looked in the mirror and there she was staring back at me. "Where the hell have you been?" I asked. "Here," she said. "I'm always here. I never left you."

We're an odd combination the two of us. When we are together we're so many different girls it's dizzying. The smart girl. The crazy girl. The shy girl. The wild girl. The quiet girl. The rocker chick. The girl that merely smiles. The girl that laughs big belly laughs. The introvert. The extrovert. The diplomat. The ball-buster. The prude. The whore. The chicken. The daredevil. And so many, many more girls all rolled up in one small, complex package.

Things have changed since the last time we were together. I'm not her and she's not me. There are areas where I don't know where I leave off and she begins. We overlap.

We've grown up. We've learned patience. We've stopped battling. We're negotiating a co-existance. There's no internal struggle to see who comes out when. No more need to crash and burn before the other emerges from the ashes and takes flight.