Today is the first day that I am the mother of three adults.
My. Babies. Are. Eighteen. EIGHTEEN!
They were just. . .
But there you have it. What mothers and fathers and grandmothers and grandfathers and aunts and uncles will tell you is true. It goes by in the blink of an eye.
And they grow into beautiful, strong, smart, creative young women who challenge you and surprise you and make you laugh and make you want to scream. But mostly they make you so very, very proud that they are yours and ready to take on the world.
And as much fun as it is to look back at just how young we all once were. . .