While other Moms were pushing their daughters into dance and pageants and student government, I loved mine. Yes, those other Moms love their daughters, too. But I refused to be one of those moms who lives their "wish I would have" life through their daughter. I found it confusing and hurtful. Did my own mother do that to me? Oh yes. And when I didn't show interest in those things she absolutely was embarrassed of me. To this day I think she's disappointed.
But back to my story.
I.T. girl makes excellent grades. She is kind and respectful. Her room is always a mess. She adores her older brother and enjoys her younger sister. She has an excellent sense of direction. (she did not inherit that from me!) I have never had to worry about her making a dangerous choice. But oh yes, I worry about her.
So when she said she and some friends were meeting at a restaurant and then would ride together to the prom and that she was going to go to the mall and pick out a dress today or tomorrow............ I was speechless. What? Who are these friends? Is she.......... will she be alright? Will she have fun? Will she feel awkward? I immediately wanted to protect her.
I'm excited that she wants to go. I'm amazed and thrilled that she is brave enough to attend. Ironman and I have instilled in her a sense of family trust, unconditional love and support.
And so next Saturday night I'll send her off and I'll worry about her until she returns.