Today is the day that I have dreaded...the day that I knew was coming...the day that makes it official. I will have proof. Proof that will be staring at me when I'm cooking, washing clothes, watching t.v. Today we pick-up the Senior portrait proofs! My little bundle of joy, my sweet baby girl, my most precious blessing...will be a Senior. Mom is sad and nervous...Whit is happy and excited!! How can she be happy to be facing one of the biggest years of her life?? Does she not realize she is one step closer to leaving home for parts unknown and of leaving ME??? Her Mother???
I just don't understand...I've raised her, loved her, worried about her & she's EXCITED to leave?? Where's the gratitude for the poor ole' Mom that's going to be left behind....
Oh my goodness, this is impossible! Whitterbug can't be a senior!!! Where does time go??? Congratulations to the senior and condolences to those of us who are feeling our age after reading this post.
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