Raising a Daughter in the World, but Not of the World
Yesterday, she made me cry. My baby girl, the lovely girl who wants to follow God's leading... she made me cry. I didn't know these emotions were in me, but they came out - helplessness, followed by exasperation, and ending with crossness. What cruel joke did she play on my poor mother's heart? This heart that's been dreading the loss of its only daughter to the world of grown ups and college classes.
