My beautiful girl met me at the door so she could hand me her book bag.
I had the canvas bag containing her pajamas and toothbrush for the sleepover.
She didn’t need a kiss.The other mother encouraged her to give ME a goodnight kiss.
She’s self sufficient at a sleepover down the block.
She no longer needs me at nighttime.
My big girl.
We don’t have to worry about getting that call in the middle of the night and having to call car service so we can go and collect our little one who isn’t going to make it through the night without mommy.
I wanted to get past that.
But, now that it’s gone…
I miss it.
I miss my little girl.