When Amanda was little, she used to stay with me all the time. She spent weekends with us in Chickasha and Stillwater. There would be trips to the park and McDonalds and she'd eat lots of mashed potatoes with white gravy (mostly she just ate the gravy). But then life got hectic and she was split between parents and school and our little weekends of just us went away. I didn't realize just how much I missed them until just now. She rode home with me on Sunday and spent a few days of her Spring Break with me this week. While she was here, I kept having to remind myself that she's not a baby any more. When I had to go back to work on Tuesday, she took my car so that she could drive around, explore the city on her own and meet up with her other Aunt for lunch. I tried to be cool and play it all off like it was nothing for her to drive my car around in a big unfamiliar city. I tried not to worry or text her twenty thousand times that day. Really there was no need to worry because she did just fine on her own and I knew that she would.
Her mother worries as mothers do and I know Janell wanted me to be some sort of influential voice, but Amanda doesn't really need an influential voice. She has a very clear plan for her future and knows what she wants. There's no doubt in my mind that she'll do all of those great things. I am so proud of the young woman that she's become. She's going to be just fine.
I loved having her here and I can't wait for the next visit.
Happy Love Thursday!