There were days when I wondered if we would all survive this thing called childhood. Especially when our first three year old informed me that I could not tell her what to do! It was this stubborn little person I most seriously wondered about in terms of the possibility of reaching adulthood.
Today Miss Sunshine is 18 years old.
In Australia this means she is now legally an adult. I have spent this week counting down the sleeps and gazing at her in amazement that her childhood was about to officially end. Today she looks no different, but she is, and forevermore will be, an adult.
I want my daughter's life to be one driven by her own 'faith' in a God who adores her and goes to great lengths to keep her in His arms and part of His kingdom. I want her to know the immense 'freedom' she has because of her faith; that she is free to be who she was created to be. Freedom to live a life of significance that comes when she is acting out of her beliefs which are informed by faith.
Our daughter is an incredible young lady. She is beautiful, both inside and out. She is poised and quietly confident. She is sensible, funny and fun-loving, talented, capable and intelligent. And she is such a rare and stunning gift to us. She is the kind of daughter I always dreamed of, and was so scared I would not have the privilege of having.
She and I were recently discussing how her becoming an adult might change the family dynamics. I wondered how that would work. I was working full-time and driving my own car at 18 and definitely had views about being independent. I'm still paying her (significant) school fees and she can't go anywhere without me for another 90-hours-and-a-test. She decided it would be easier if I still tell her what to do, she stays at school and nothing else much changes.
And I'm perfectly OK with that.
Happy Birthday Miss Sunshine