My twelve year old daughter lies beside me. Her gentle snores whisper through the night. Cuddles and stories have led to her falling asleep beside me. It’s so very special and so very missed.
Nights of stories and cuddles were swapped for iPhones and DVDs.
Telling me all about her day changed to a closed door and the tapping of keys.
My girls are growing up and I’m afraid. Afraid they will no longer want to sleep in my arms.
Share their dreams and adventures.
My eldest reaches adulthood this year and my heart is filled with fear.
I have to let her go, watch her spread her wings and fly. University, leaving home, independence.
I am so proud of my girls even when their teenage tantrums drive me insane.
But letting go isn’t easy.
Motherhood is the greatest gift I have ever been given.
But as I watch my daughter sleep I realise something. I’m not losing my daughters as they grow. I’m gaining young beautiful woman who will set the world alight in whatever they wish to do.
With their sweet hearts they will love on others and bless this world.
They will grow and age but they will also live and learn.
The whole world is there for them to explore. Life becomes the greatest adventure.
And I will be their biggest fan, watching, waiting, supporting them in all they wish to achieve.
Yes there comes a time when they have to leave home.
They will never leave my heart.
And as for cuddles at bedtime my arms are always open wide for my beautiful girls.