It is time. Time for letting go. You didn’t think it would be so hard, did you? You know you’ve raised your daughters well, and taught them independence, preparing them to make it on their own. This is how it is supposed to be. This is how life unfolds. But, somehow, those cords they’ve wrapped around your heart are hard to untie. Your pride says, “How will they make it without me?” Your need for control wants to keep doing for them what they can do themselves. Your need to be needed is hurt. Your worried mind thinks up all kinds of worst-case scenarios. Keep saying it, soul. Keep saying, “It’s time to let go.” You know it is. And you know it is good and right. You saw God provide that ideal job for daughter number one. You saw God provide that matching roommate for daughter number two. And daughter number three, though still young and not leaving yet, does just fine without you at summer camp and weekends away. So, do it. Let it go. Let them go. Watch them fly. Love the view. Embrace the new. Feel the excitement. This is life. This is living. This is now.
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