Freshman Year
My youngest daughter has started her Freshman year of high school. Lord, help me! She is growing up way too fast – which is something every mother in the world says repeatedly. The years truly have flown by, though.
She stands at five feet, two inches tall, with the longest legs! She is quite a beauty, and I’m not just saying that because she’s my daughter. Her beauty shines from the inside outward, in her ocean blue eyes that sparkle. When she smiles, she lights up the entire room. And her hair … the longest golden blonde and brown mixed … that goes all the way down her back. But her true beauty isn’t that of her looks or her long locks, it is that heart of gold that she has. She is such a tenderhearted person, with compassion and love that flows freely from her to family, friends, and animals, too. Ah yes, she is a lover of all animals, and if I would let her, she would take in every stray and make sure they had a loving, forever home.
Having just turned 15 years old this past Sunday, she’s looking forward to big things such as getting her driver’s permit! Oh Dear Lord, can this mother’s heart handle another teen driver? I still worry about my oldest daughter, and she’s 22 years old. I know they have to grow up, and this is a right of passage! But all I can see is my curly haired toddler giggling at me from behind the wheel she can barely see over. Ha! In reality, she sits up tall in her seat, buckled in safely, and takes extra precautions just to drive down our long, private driveway to the mailbox. Yes, she is ready … and so I’ll smile bravely, tell her how proud I am of her when she gets her permit, and pray for her each and every time she gets behind the wheel.
Big things are on the horizon for my baby girl!