The Last One

My Ellie is 17…..we had a lot going on this year….and it was a fight I did not feel like having….driving….I couldn’t wait…but Ellie wasn’t so sure.

She now has her drivers license but we are still practicing because she doesn’t feel quite confident yet….in two weeks she will be on her own as we have been driving every single day.

When my son was this age….I was a little nervous….a little sad…but it was freeing up so much time and I still had a little kid to take care of. Now, I am at the last one.

I won’t hear about lessons after they are done…how practices went…how classes went…soon there will only be grunting.

My car will be clean again and no longer have bags and water bottles from various activities.

I will once again be waiting in fear counting down the minutes until she is home…frantic again.

Growing kids is hard….you need to give them wings to fly….but it is so hard to push them from the nest.

This is the first step to her independence….and it is nail biting….

I still look at her like this….

Or even this….

When she was my little buddy….

I know that the last one hurts more than the others….just shows you how fast life moves…and how fragile it all is…

I am blessed and thankful….😘😘♥️♥️♥️♥️

Here we go….headed into her junior year…and I am well aware of the lightening speed in which it will go!!!