It can never be said enough...

Every day, I miss my daughter. (Thank goodness for cellphones, Facebook and e-mail!)Karina is such a dynamic force with a subtlety that never ceases to amaze everyone who meets her.

While I miss our nightly chats while she walks all over her mama - literally, to adjust my back as only SHE can - it makes me so proud to see her growing up. Challenging herself academically with not just 1 major, not just 2, but THREE majors!

That's darn impressive!

How brave is it that she left home for a school where she knew no one? A hundred miles from home? Not to follow a man, but to do her own thing.

She's becoming an activist for causes she believes in, instead of becoming a bigot. She voted without complaint, she understands her civic duty. Her eyes are truly opening to the whole world, not just the little community with her high school or college.

Of course, she's not living in the REAL world. She doesn't have to pay her own bills. She doesn't have a real job. But what she has...OPPORTUNITIES...never goes to her head. There's no entitlement, no Princess complex.

When I was pregnant, I knew she was a girl. Never asked during ultrasounds. Didn't think about a boy name. I just knew.

And I have that same feeling now with her. I just know. But even more than that, I believe in her.
The Last of Sheila (Coburn)