My baby girl graduated a week ago. Where have the last 18 ½ years gone?? We were sitting on the couch a little over a week ago watching shows, enjoying some time together. Jess turned to me and said, “you didn't go to work today.” I said, “no remember I took the week off for. . . . “ and that’s when it happened. I saw my baby girls whole life flash before my eyes.
The day that I found out I was pregnant, the first time she kicked, the moment I went into labor walking around the department store, her first cry after she was born. How she loved to sit up so she could see everything instead of being held (independent from the first day lol). Every time I held her when she was sick, her first steps. Her monster temper tantrums. Her first day of school. The times she sat in the backyard on the trampoline singing at the top of her lungs entertaining the neighbors. I watched her go through her awkward tomboy phase wondering where she belonged only to bloom into a gorgeous, ambitious, and intelligent young lady. Her first time driving. Her first crush, her first boyfriend. Her determined and crushing attitude on the basketball court that has now led to her future. All the times we have laughed or cried or argued. Not a moment was spared. It was all right there in front of me in this young lady who was now getting ready to graduate and start a new journey in her life.
I am very proud of my daughter. She has always been the type of young lady that if she sees something she wants she goes after it until she gets it (sometimes with a little to much drama and procrastination lol). She has worked hard to accomplish all that she has and I know that she will continue to pursue her dreams.
But while I am proud I am also a little sad. Where did the time go? Will she continue to be okay without us standing beside her and helping to guide her steps? Will she burn herself out without us there to tell her to take a breath? Will she still need me. . . need us?
I know this probably sounds silly to some but these are the thoughts that went through my head that day. I know that my daughter will still need me just in different ways. It's hard letting go and allowing them to grow up. It's hard to imagine that this part of my job is done. But I look forward to walking down this new path in my life and watching my daughter walk hers.
They say your life flashes before your eyes before you die but what they forgot to mention is all the other times it flashes before your eyes in a lifetime. This is definitely one I won't forget.
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