This year has been a time of adjustment.
My home. My job. My friends. My church.
I've held on, and I've let go.
I've stumbled, and I've grown.
With a few weeks separating me from 23, I continue to dream.
If only's, what if's, I hope's. . .
They each follow their beaten paths in my mind.
As I lie awake, I painfully realize that the old adage rings true.
It isn't until something is gone do you wish it to be yours.
Darling daughter, I have found that God gives us many different chapters in our lives. They can all be a blessing, helping us grow into the woman God wants us to be, fully alive and in love with Him. You have grown into a wonderful woman. I'm so proud of you. Love, Mom
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