They were my children. They still are my daughters. But now they are grown ups.
Pamela has done so many things and gone so many places already. And now she is just a two hour drive away, but in some ways her life is more different from mine than it has ever been.
She will be commuting to school. She will be living in a large city. She will be working a job and taking a full course load at the same time. They are all experiences that are close to what I have know, but quite different. Somehow when she was in England and Austria it was just sort of a dream land far away. Now it is nitty gritty real life, and yet I hardly know how to imagine it.
I love Pamela. I miss her.