Today my daughter turned 10. So many parents I talk to mourn the growth of their children from babies into tweens and then young adults. Maybe it's just me, but I see it as a privilege to watch my children grow. New things they do each day, growth into their own persona, and increasing independence. To me, it's a beautiful thing. Yes, at times I have missed just hanging out on a cold winter day in my pajamas with my daughter, but I now appreciate the fact that we can get our nails done together. I like talking about symbolism in books, and the importance of doing unto others. We still cuddle, and she still likes me reading to her. We rub noses, but I give her space when I see her at school.
Growth is amazing, and I love watching my kids experience it.