Wow. Just, wow. Seventeen. About to be a senior in high school. College visits. Trying to figure out a major. Wow.
A full slate of extracurricular’s – volleyball, wrestling cheerleader, track, chorus, band, 4-H. A part-time job waitressing. Inducted into National Honor Society last year. We couldn’t be more proud.
She is still that happy, funny girl she’s always been. Still hugs everybody. Still loves to sing, and sing, and sing.
Letting go of the reins has been a process, but not nearly as awful as I imagined it would be. It’s to her credit that it’s been easier than expected. Even though I wish I could somehow keep her here with us forever, I’m also really excited to see where life takes her. I think it’s going to be good.
But thank goodness I have these to look back on…
Happy One-Seven, Maddog.