Reminiscing

Turn Around

Where are you going, my little one, little one

Where are you going, my baby, my own?

Turn around and you're two, turn around and you're four

Turn around and you're a young girl going out of my door

Turn around, turn around

Turn around and you're a young girl going out of my door

Where are you going, my little one, little one

Little dirndls and petticoats, where have you gone?

Turn around and you're tiny, turn around and you're grown

Turn around and you're a young wife with babes of your own

Turn around, turn around

Turn around and you're a young wife with babes of your own

Turn around, turn around

Turn around and you're the young girl going out of the door

Where are you going, my little one, little one

Where are you going, my ba-by, my own?

(song by Malvina Reynolds)

Do you remember this song? Every time I hear it, I get teary eyed and no more so than this year. This year my daughter graduates. She is the youngest and her brothers have been gone for a few years. Don’t you wonder where the time goes?

Wasn’t it just yesterday that you were curling her hair for her first dance recital? Wasn’t it just yesterday when she poured red nail polish on the brand new carpet and then asked if you were going to call the police? (I love that one). Wasn’t it not too long ago that a boy broke her heart, that she got her driver’s license, that she hugged you and said that she just needed her mom? Now, she is on the last half of her senior year, trying to decide what college to go to and continuing to grow into a beautiful young woman. She is everything that I dreamed she would be. This post is not only for moms getting ready to prepare their children for the next chapter of their life but especially for you, my beautiful daughter. I am so very, very proud of the young woman you are and the woman you are becoming. I am blessed!

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