Tomorrow my eldest will get on a plane and travel to the other side of the world... This will only be the second time she has flown and never outside of Australia.
I am proud of the young lady she has become and proud to that I have brought her up to be independent, able to stand on her own two feet.
Today I just feel sad, my baby really has grown up and tomorrow she will leave my house and really have to fend for herself. I know she will be back in three short months, which will fly for her but drag for me, but I know too that it will be a different Annie who comes back a more grown up and independent one. One who really does no longer 'need' her mother. I just wonder where the last twenty years have gone....
