She is my daughter. My only daughter. My most favorite daughter. She has grown up to be an absolutely awesome person and, as with my sons, I hope I can say I had something to do with that. Whether she learned her awesome parental techniques from me or from my mistakes, I can say that she really 'rocks' as a mom. She should be totally proud of herself. I can only remind her that parents can do everything right, teach them all the good, protect them from the bad, direct them hopefully in the proper direction, praise them, discipline them, challenge them, send them to the best schools, give them all the love and respect and attention anyone could possibly need, and no matter what, they will grow up to be who they are 'born to be'. We can only cross our fingers and pray that it is a person we are proud of.
I miss her tremendously. We don't talk enough. She has her life filled with two little, wonderfully adorable girls. Mine is freakishly filled too much with employment 'crap'..to put it nicely. There are too many miles between us, this I regret on a regular basis as it is my doing...not hers. I tell myself that over time that regret will go away but I don't believe it ever will.
We were apart in other ways than just distance at one long time ago point in our lives. Thankfully only for a short period of time. I believe I can say we are close now although not as close as I would like to be. I envy the closeness she has to her mother-in-law and at the same time am happy that she has that. It's better than the other mother-in-law issue. (smiling)
I am proud of her. She is one awesome person to be proud of. I know her girls will grow up to be just as awesome. No question about it. I only want to continue to insure that they know who this 'grandma' is and that hopefully some day she and they can say that I was an important part of their lives.
I love you, dear daughter. More than you could ever know.
Happy Birthday, sweetie. Happy Birthday.