This little beauty is my baby, no not the hairy one with the big ears, the one with the big smile. She earned her degree living just an hour and a half away from me and has lived on her own, working as well as going to school and now she is ready for the world. She has decided to move to the BIG city and will be living a little farther away now. She was there today, by herself, attending two separate job interviews. She called me just before going into her first one, trying to shake herself of any nervousness and right before we hung up she said, "Moma, tell me I'm great, tell me I'll make a good impression." Well of course she is great, of course she has worked hard these past four years to earn the right to work and live in a big city, but that is when it hit me. We have been talking about this for years, but that was the moment it really became real for me. My baby was wearing a black power suit, high heels and was just about to walk into an establishment that may change her life forever. She was a woman, a proud, aggressive, hard working woman who was about to start the career she has been dreaming of all of her life. She has always been one to make herself goals and reach them and this was the moment.

I didn't want to cry, not then, not right now, but us mom's can't always control our tears. "Oh, Moma, you're going to make me cry and I don't want to mess up my makeup."
*deep breath* "I'm just so proud of you honey and I can't believe this is really happening."
And it did, and it went really well. But I'll never understand how that girl in the black power suit, the one with all the confidence, came from me. It doesn't matter what clothes she puts on, or where she ends up working...when I look at her, I always see my beautiful baby in her eyes.