Freedom

My beautiful baby girl is 18 today.  She's been counting the days, anticipating some sort of magic that will occur and give her the golden ticket to becoming an adult as she greets the day.  It's interesting how it goes for each person as they hit that amazing number.  I am sad in a way, but also renewed.   I have had so very much fun with Rachel for so many years of her life, but I need to step back and let her fly.  So go ahead, my big little girl, follow your dreams.