I am learning to let my girl go. Learning to give her more responsibility. Both mentally and socially. We have to find the balance.
It’s frustrating.
It is scary
For us both
It is thinking I am not needed anymore.
It is wanting to protect her from the bad in the world that is awaiting her-how many boys will break her heart? This is inevitable. Cannot be prevented. Have to let her know she is not alone in these times. Hope she remembers that.
It is knowing she will have to make her own-at times-reckless choices and live with the consequences. Also knowing I have to come up with these consequences that match that reckless choice. So that she never makes that wrong choice again.
It is knowing that in making these choices some of those will be mistakes and that is ok hoping she is not too hard on herself.
It is wondering what type of adult she will be?
It is knowing that I have to have faith that she will be ok by herself and in herself……..just like the boys are. Somehow they turned out to be fine young men.
It’s knowing I am teaching her things I am not aware of and hoping she has enough confidence in herself to let me know and pull me up on these things. And praying that I have the sense and confidence in myself to change. Also the ability to change those behaviours.
It’s hard work and at times it terrifies me. She is 9, wanting to be 20.
At times we will really not want to be around each other. There is a huge sadness that comes with that thought.
I hope I can teach her to enjoy the ride of life. Every single day. Every minute of every day. In reality it is not always going to be a bed of roses. She has the ability to look past the bad and onto the next adventure. I am so proud of the person she is now.
It’s teaching her to have a tough skin sometimes to let the bad roll off.
She is a strong and resilient young lady already. She is mature in her emotions. And she is wise. These traits will be invaluable to her.
In all this uncertainty though I know she is going to do the best she can and that thought is what gets me through. It Helps ease the pain I know she will endure as she grows develops and evolves.
It will be angst.
It will be push and pull.
It will be give and take until one day she will be flying on her own off into the wild blue yonder of adulthood. With me knowing I will have done my best. And hoping it will be enough.
it will be ok 