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My daughter turns 19... March 22. Wow.. where did all the time go. She is a young lady now. It will be the very first birthday I will not be with her. Unfortunately, it's probably not that last one. I can't help but tear up when I think about it. I love that she is growing up and coming into her own, but there are so many things in me that makes me want to yell at her and say, "didn't your daddy ground you from growing up?"