My word of the week is Family.
I said goodbye today to my eldest daughter who has returned to Bristol Uni for her second term. We have had three wonderful weeks together, including a 5 day break at CenterParcs, which now seems like months ago.
I miss her so much. I love her so much. Why then do we fall out when we are together? We are so close, but so far apart at times too. I have been thinking a lot about our time together, we have shared some magical moments all together as a family, and I treasure our time together. I just wish we didn’t clash so much.
I know why it is. We are too alike! Both over-sensitive, both fiery, both reading too much into everything. I raised her to be strong, independent, to have a voice. Now that she does, I almost wish she hadn’t at times! Of course I don’t mean that, I am so very proud of her. Of who she is, of who she is becoming.
My beautiful girl. My first born. I don’t think she will ever read this post, but if she does, I want her to know that despite everything, I love her more than she will ever know. As do her sister and brothers. I am so very blessed with two daughters and two sons. I have become a mum four times over, and I give thanks for them every day.
Keep being strong, my precious girl. Keep questioning, and doubting, and quizzing and probing! Keep your voice. Let no-one quieten you. Ever.