21

Today she turns 21.
she has been counting down to this day for months.
(it really matters at this age to "be" 21, I wouldn't choose 21 again for any incentive)
She was the final baby (at least at the time that is what I believed)
she enjoyed her baby status immensely.
She was my child who slowed me down, who reminded me to notice the small details in life.
(oh how I needed those reminders, so swept up in life with three tiny children)
she was my challenge, everything I thought I knew I soon realized were pointless in regards to this child
I am in awe of her, her strength, her determination, her ability to face an obstacle and overcome it.
(I would love to be more like her)
It is a gift to be her mother, even when she is challenging me
It has been a joy to watch her grow.
Can't wait to see what next she does.