Today the hardest thing happened to me. Reality hit, and my little girl, she's not a little girl anymore. She's officially a teenager, a young lady. Things are changing. So fast that it's a little overwhelming. What happened? Where did the time go? Cherish your little ones, cause when people say one day you will have to start to let go, they mean it. And it's the hardest thing in the world to do.
You give them roots and you strengthen their wings, because in the back of your mind you know and you want them to be ready for that moment when they begin to learn to fly on their own. You just never expect that moment to arrive so quickly.
I can handle the embarrassment of not wanting to hug in public and "No more mushy baby names mom, So not cool!"
The hardest thing,.... is when you're just not needed anymore.
I realize that's what I've been preparing her for. This day. To be her own person, make her own decisions, be confident and independent. All the lessons taught, all of my prayers, all the discipline, all the long talks, all the "girl" talks, all the laughter, all the tears, all the hugs, all the kisses, all of it...was for this day. For her. My little girl.
She has wings.
