“My Darling Daughter… my mother once told me that as you got older the joys that come with raising a child would be greater and unfortunately the worries and sorrows would as well. When she told me this I never quite understood it. I was pregnant at the time, and I worried about everything. Every flutter inside of me. Every hiccup you had, and every doctor’s appointment I went to. But like most mother’s are, my mother was (as is) right. You are now at the age where not everything in the world is full of wonder. You are getting…
