it's my baby's birthday. last night, as we waited for midnight to strike, ringing in this new year, this TWENTIETH year of life, for my Isabella.... i had a moment. a total mom moment. a no-more-teens-she's-an-actual-adult-now moment. she was like, "don't cry mom". which, translated, means: "mom's crying again guys".
i admit, thankfully, it wasn't as [gut wrenchingly] painful as when either kid initially moved up and out. THOSE moments were firsts of their kind and came in like a sucker punch to the ribs. took the wind right out of me. this was different... i've grown, she's grown. and it's the most beautiful thing to behold. to see your kids start to fly. to watch as they prove they are capable and strong. to realize that, while they still love you [and need your food and laundry facilities] they are going to be just fine. *sigh*. we did good.
i love you isabella. always always will. thanks for being YOU... for knowing how to do that. for caring about the right things, and not caring about other nonsense. i am overwhelmingly grateful for our FRIENDSHIP... its a rare treasure that i value more than my vintage LV and Prada. it's true. i love learning from you, and i love that you still love learning from me. in different ways, on other levels. i pray this year exceeds your expectations! i'm not giving up my front row seat, i will be cheering you on all the way!!