I wish I could find the words to describe what it's like to be around Izzy. There is something very special about her, as there is with every person living on this earth...but since I'm around Izzy so much, her presence affects me more deeply.
I guess that's the general impression she leaves with me, being deeply affected. I never really have a casual interaction with Izzy, even if we just say hello in passing. When I'm around her, I'm always aware of her: how unusual she is, how interesting she is, how funny she is, how Izzy she is...how deeply she affects me.
She's thirteen but most of the time you wouldn't be able to put an age on her. She's as goofy and weird as something out of Wonderland, she has a whip smart sense of humor, she is thoughtful, compassionate, looking beyond the things of this world, she's shy yet filled with fire, her interests are keen and diverse, and yes, her bedroom looks like a tornado came through it.
Lately she's been interested in learning to play the guitar, so she picked it up and started teaching herself. Whenever I'm in the house and hear the sound of strumming and her beautiful voice lilting through the air, I feel myself stop and reach for it, my heart, my soul...wherever Izzy's presence is, that's where I want to be.