This Christmas she gave me a photographic retrospective gift of her life so far.
She found a neat picture frame that had three panes of glass, arranged so that pictures could be set overlapping each other but at differing depths giving it a 3D kind of effect.
She then took all of our family pictures and picked out only the ones of me and her (heavy emphasis on the toddler years) and arranged them so that the earlier pics were in the pane in the back of the frame, and then placed successive ones further to the front till, in the very front, the most recent photo of herself was centered.
Sometimes I am surprised at her imagination and pleased that she would do something that touches my heart. My one fear for her is that she won't develop that empathetic part of her being that would allow her to consider the feelings of others.
So often the teen years are filled with self discovery which then becomes the center of their lives, leaving little left for parents. But it is the little things like a simple gift that encourages me and gives me hope.