The next day was Braelyn’s birthday, she had not been thinking about the day itself for over a week. Before she had been planning it with Gia regularly. Sixteenth birthdays were a big deal in the village. They usually had a big party where all your close friends and family came to celebrate that you were now considered an adult. There was a silly little tradition that they had where the birthday boy or girl would walk around a maypole with three ribbons, one bronze in color to represent the past, another gold to represent the present and what’s new, the last silver to represent the hazy and uncertain future. They were to walk around the pole intertwining the ribbons, braiding them together. The meaning of this being that we are who we are today because of who we were yesterday
