I cried

Last night I cried for my little girl.

She is 15 now and getting ready to choose a college. She is beautiful smart and outgoing. She is ready to go and I’m just in the way.

I cried for the 3 year old who looked up at me like I was the most beautiful Mommy in the world.

I cried for the 7 year old who trusted me to do her hair.

I cried for all the hugs and kisses and adoration that you can only get from a child.

I cried for the Jr. High student who trusted me with all of her secrets.

I am crying for the child who is no longer a child.

I am crying because I long for the chance to do it all over again and hold on tighter this time.

But I am proud of the person she has become and happy for her as well.

But, still I cry. It hurts to let go.