Just got off the phone with my twenty-something daughter.
She's twenty something. Her career is getting some traction. She likes, maybe even loves, the person she is spending her private time with... She is happy in her life!
And isn't that what parenting is all about? As a parent, you're like one of those push cars at the Bonneville Flats. Watch Anthony Hopkins in The World's Fastest Indian if you don't know what I'm talking about.
The push car has turned off and my dear daughter is facing the salt flats and the world beyond in her own way, on her own terms. She's a grown-up now.
All that's left for me to do is to stand back and cheer.