I feel like telling you to go to sleep early. That you’ve had a long and tiring day. I feel like putting you to bed. But I realize that you’ve now grown up.
That the little girl who I hugged tight when she cried can now wipe her own tears. The pride in me is immense and the joy I feel is boundless.
Though I wonder if a child ever grows up to be a child no more? To the mother who always remains her mother. For whom a child is more a part of her than her own beating heart.
That is how I feel today.
I feel like I love you like a mother.