15 Years Old!

Yesterday Miranda turned 15. For some reason this was hard for me. I am not the Mom who cries every time my child passes a milestone. Oh, I always have that bitter-sweet feeling, but for the most part I am excited for them to move on to the next stage. This time however, I was very, very, very sad. All day I was thinking things like:

On Friday, she's going to have her driver's permit.

If I'm 34 and she's 15, I've had her in my life for almost half of it! How is that possible?

In one year she'll have her licence.

In three years she'll be 18! An adult!

The first 15 years went so fast what will the next 15 bring? Graduation! College! Weddings?
Kids?

I don't want anyone to worry, today I have my head back on. I AM excited for these new stages. Seriously, I'm never driving again - I hate to drive! Miranda is growing into this strong independent woman, who is going to go so far in life. She is everything I hoped she would be and more.

I just needed one day to cry for my baby girl.