I have learned that it is much more difficult to parent older children, especially adult children, more so than smaller ones. I’m not downplaying the difficulty of raising little ones. Raising little ones is more of a physical drain whereas raising older ones is an emotional one. Yet, all of is more gratifying than most anything else you’ll experience in life.
I remember those days when my kiddos were little and learning to ride a bike. It was hard in its own way but mama had control of it all. When your kids are older, you must parent with little to no control over their lives. Letting go is hard.
Within one week, my oldest got engaged, my youngest went to his first prom and he also turned 17. It feels very surreal; like being in some sort of time warp or maybe an out of body experience. At times I feel like I’m hovering above my life looking down and not really even recognizing it. It seems like everything is changing all at once but I guess that how life goes, right? “Children grow old and then they leave.” -Parker Millsap, Homeless. Just sitting over here trying to adjust.
Here are a few of my favorite shots from Danica’s senior photo session. I had so many favorites which made it extremely difficult to narrow them down, but here they are. This girl amazes me. Seriously, she pulls off these amazingly beautiful photos without make-up. That’s our Danica. She never wears make-up. She is truly a natural beauty. In three days she will walk across the stage, grab a diploma, move the tassel from one side to the other and become a high school graduate.
A huge thank you goes out to Eli Goins with GoPix Photography for these unbelievable pics. I will cherish them forever.
I find myself sitting in a meeting on a Friday afternoon. I get a text from my daughter that reads, “Just walked out of my last full day of high school”. Then flood of emotions begin. How are we here already? I remember bringing you to your very first day of school, I think to myself. This is the last of lasts for Dee; the last day of the last year of high school. It is the first of lasts for me. This is the first time I’m experiencing a child moving through this phase of life. It is surreal; difficult to wrap my head around. No matter what crazy and mixed emotions I may feel about this phase and transition for my first born, there is one thing that I do know. I am proud. I am incredibly proud of the strong, beautiful and smart young lady my daughter has become. She has worked so hard and has accomplished so much already.
Since the day she was born, there were two main things I wanted. First, was for her to know Jesus in a real and intimate way. Second, was for she and I to have a close relationship (eventually to become best friends). The exciting thing about this next phase of her life, becoming an adult, is that we can become even better friends. This alone makes me smile. This brings me joy. Happy end of high school, Dee! You’re amazing!
* Sorry for the fuzzy photos. It was early and bad lighting.
This past weekend was my girl, Danica’s, senior prom. She was by far the prettiest girl I had ever seen. We spent hours at the salon to get the perfect hair up do and it turned out perfectly. Danica is the type of girl that is just naturally beautiful and doesn’t need make-up therefore she never wears any. For prom, she decided to do it up right. All I can say is wow! There are no words to fully express how amazing she truly looked. All I can say is that she is the most beautiful girl in the world. No one even comes close. I am so very proud of the young lady she has become. This past weekend really proved to me that this is exactly what she has become. I’m simply in awe of her.
It has began; the beginning of the end. How did we even get to this place? My baby girl, the love of my life, is 18 and going to her senior prom with her boyfriend of nearly two years. So, yes, this is the beginning of the end. First, there’s prom, then it’s graduation and then she moves out and goes to college. All I know is that, at this point, it is certainly hitting me harder and earlier than I expected. It almost feels like someone is slowly pulling my heart away from my body. Uhhh, and here we go. We embark on this new journey of my little girl moving away into adulthood. What can I say? I love her to the moon and back.