Today she held my hand as she walked to her first day of first class. She was both excited and nervous. Today, she still needed her mum (and dad, but I was the closest one today). This won’t always be the case and that’s OK.
I will always be there to hold her hand if she needs me but this is not my journey, it is hers. I will also let go of that hand, if that’s what she wants, and stand back as she does her own thing.
She is my daughter but I do not own her. My dreams and aspirations are not hers and nor do I wish them to be. I want her to dream big and go and chase those dreams wherever they may lead her. I will not hold her back.
My fears are not her fears. I am here to empower her not to limit her.
She is not a possession. I am a mere vessel that she used to get into the world. I will always protect her and have her back but she is her own person who is going to leave her own mark on this world.
The possibilities for her are endless.
I am so proud of her but her achievements are not mine. They’re hers.
Shine bright gorgeous girl. The world is yours.