I am finding these young teenage years challenging. Don't get me wrong, she's still as sweet as can be and funny, too. But friendships are paramount now, and I'm not sure at times where I fit into the scene.
I provide what she needs and take her where she wants to go. I fine-tune the logistics and oversee her responsibilities. She's really in charge of it all, though.
I tell her often how proud I am of her accomplishments and efforts.
I miss the days when my job was to keep her safe on the neighborhood playground and hold her in my lap so she would take an afternoon rest.
I miss being her world.