Baby girl has spread her wings

Despite all the grief, hair-pulling and the turning gray of the hair, when your child finally grows old enough to move out, even nonmaternal me was unable to let my baby girl leave without a few tears.

My mother sent me a mother's day card with a photo of Jordan when she was a baby. I remember taking that photo as if it was just yesterday. The first night I watched my child run off to spend her first night in her very own apartment, I watched her till I could see her no more.

She never turned for a last wave good-bye. She was too excited. I was excited for her too, but I missed her already. And inevitably, I think back to when I moved out of home. I don't remember if I turned back, but I think not.

This now is one of these times when we really think of our mums, and wonder, "Have I told her often enough that I love her?",appreciate her? like her as a person not just because she's my mum?

"Aww mum, I'm only 10 minutes away."

She is looking forward to a new future full of new beginnings, and adventures. Whereas I am looking back, and recounting every step that lead to this and I thank God for this blessing.
Love you always baby girl.