Feeling Better

I recently visited my daughter, 20 years old, last weekend.  I have to say that in the short amount of time I was able to spend with her I feel better about how we left things this time versus how we left things in August 2013.  It would appear that in that small amount of time she has grown up a lot.  I believe that she sees things from the point of view that I tried to instill in her when we were together and she was growing up.  We have a better relationship for her living on her own in a state that she wanted to be in then her and I constantly butting heads in my effort to insist I knew what was right for her.  Of course, as a parent I never wanted to believe that I was as stubborn as I was, believing my way was the only way, but given the time and space I realize maybe, to a certain extent I was overprotective.  While I don't agree with how she left I understand a little better my role in her exodus from our home.  I love her very much and hope that since she has wind under her wings now she'll fly to the heights she wants to go.  She is still my Songbird and that fact will never change or be lost on me again.