Tomorrow my oldest child turns 18.
A new milestone to say the least. It’s a big deal.
But I am not really too sure how to feel about it. Yeah they grow up so fast. Time flies. Life is short. Blah, blah, blah.
Ok I am now sure how to feel about it. Ready?
Thinking back to when my daughter was born it reminds me that it was a long frickin time ago. It wasn’t yesterday. It wasn’t even remotely just like yesterday. It wasn’t the good ole days. I was trying to finish college. That sucked. I was broke. Really sucked. I didn’t like my job. Did I tell you I was broke?
Oh yeah this reflection should really be about my daughter. So sad. I remember back when she was just a cute little – forget that.
She is now a young woman with her crap together better than many adults I know. I really don’t worry about her much. She doesn’t mouth off to her parents. She is gainfully employed and has a pretty nice bank account going. She takes care of her younger siblings. She has good hygiene and looks people in the eye when talking to them. Oh and she has no desire to date boys yet and knows what she wants to do when she graduates.
The past sucks. Enjoy the fruits of your good decisions, hard work and sacrifice.
And one more thing. I have 5 more to go so I can’t get too cocky.
But after all… I do know best.