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| Prom... Graduation... graduating high school? Are you sure? Acceptance, reality, or whatever you call it, I just can't believe it. It was just like yesterday when she started nursery...now she is scouting for a new school for college. My baby is now a young lady and soon to be a woman. | ||||||||||||
| I guess it's now time to let her go. Spread her wings, make decisions on her own. I would be a hypocrite if I say that it doesn't bother me. Somehow, just the thought makes me sad. Gone are the days that I am the center of her life. Soon she will have her own life, life with her friends, classmates and probably her boyfriend. I know, I may not be in the center of her life but I will always be behind her. Will always help her the best way I know how.
But on the other hand, I am happy too. After all the things we went through in life, together we were able to concur all the hardships and trials. (The lost of a father, financial trials, health problems and so many more.) Everything turned out okay. I am happy that she has grown to be a beautiful, reasonable and responsible young lady. I am happy that she has a positive perspective in life. I guess, I am just lucky to have a daughter like her. |
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