I love my daughter. Not a big surprise right? I mean moms are supposed to love their kids. But, when you watch your children surpass you, it is such an incredible feeling. When they take the best of you and make it their own and then some? Incredible. One of my proudest moments was when I realized the my oldest daughter's level of smart-assedness (yes, that's a word!) had exceeded my own. And, trust me, that is no small feat.
But, for the past 2 weeks I have watched my daughter stand up for herself and do what is right. I always tried to do what was right. But, stand up for myself? I probably learned to do that in my 30s. She is 17. And today she was rewarded for her stand.
She is so much more than I will ever be... she is kind, witty, driven, organized (I barely know what the word means) and confident. She makes me proud each and every day and I am thankful that I was given the gift of her presence in my life. I love my daughter. And I am proud.