Tag: Adult
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A journal of my ever-changing life, from sweet 16 to now
Looking back on my quest for independence, I realise it’s not quite the straight path I envisioned. If the ultimate goal is total independence, I’m not doing terribly well. It’s not as simple as all that, though.
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Being an Adult Means Buckling Up, Screaming, & Enjoying the Ride
I laughed at how contrived I had become and how much fun I had missed out on in my life, I laughed at how it was over so quick, at how alive I felt and how I wanted to do it all over again.
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The Sheer Joy of Watching My Daughter Learn to Fly
I watch, support and learn where I can, having recognised many years ago that despite calling her ‘our girl’ or ‘my daughter’, these children do not belong to me. I am simply privileged to care for them until they fly away one day.