Babycakes will be making the official walk across the stage to graduate and I will be crying bucketfuls of tears somewhere in the audience. I'm happy for her but I'm also sad. It seems like yesterday she was my tiny baby and today she's my high school graduate. Tomorrow she'll be getting married and the day after that she'll be having babies of her own.
I'm sure my kidlet will be successful at whatever she decides to do. She's a brave little cuss. I'm the sniveling, whining, crying mommy who doesn't want her chickie to leave the nest. But I'm not going to tell her that. I'll cheer (and maybe cry a little) and tell her to fly away and be free. And remind her that the door will always be open to her. Congratulations kidlet. You done good.
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