I am officially the mother of an adult
How in the hell did that happen?
My daughter turned 18 years old yesterday and I'm seriously scratching my head wondering where the years went. When she was born, I had so many hopes & dreams for her. I wanted her to be happy, be self-confident, and to be a good person. I am very proud to report that she's all that and so much more. As a teacher, I see every day the damage that adults who profess to love their kids can do. While I can't take credit for all that she is (yeah, her dad had something to do with it as well), I can say is that I did the best I could, made plenty of mistakes along the way, tried to apologize when I screwed up, let her make mistakes (even when I really didn't want to), allowed her to be herself, and more importantly loved her with all my heart.
(Of course, she thinks its way cool that she gets to write her own notes for any absences she has and of course, I reminded her that I get e-mailed from the school district anytime she's absent :) )
My daughter turned 18 years old yesterday and I'm seriously scratching my head wondering where the years went. When she was born, I had so many hopes & dreams for her. I wanted her to be happy, be self-confident, and to be a good person. I am very proud to report that she's all that and so much more. As a teacher, I see every day the damage that adults who profess to love their kids can do. While I can't take credit for all that she is (yeah, her dad had something to do with it as well), I can say is that I did the best I could, made plenty of mistakes along the way, tried to apologize when I screwed up, let her make mistakes (even when I really didn't want to), allowed her to be herself, and more importantly loved her with all my heart.
(Of course, she thinks its way cool that she gets to write her own notes for any absences she has and of course, I reminded her that I get e-mailed from the school district anytime she's absent :) )