August 22, 2011
She didn't want us to stay and help her get things put away, so after we got her bedding on the bed, we hugged goodbye (I only got teary eyed.) and headed for the car. It was only when I got to the car that I really broke down. It didn't last too long, and I had gummy bears to ease the pain.
She is doing great. She is happy. She called Sunday afternoon and shared about the church she visited, which makes my heart full. She is a good girl and I am so very proud of her. She is starting her own journey, and I know she will glorify God in whatever she puts her hand to.
I'm so thankful God has allowed me the privilege of being her mother. She is special.