Today I went downtown to support my youngest daughter as she moved into her first apartment in Toronto.

Right near Union.
Right in the middle of everything.
The kind of place you dream about when you're just starting out.

We grabbed a quick bite before I caught the GO train home…
and when we said goodbye, it hit me.
Harder than I expected.

I really didn't think I was going to feel this way…
but there I was, holding it together, trying not to cry.

Not because I'm not happy for her — I am.
I'm so proud I could burst.

But because something shifted.

All the years of raising her…
the late nights, the hard conversations, the figuring it out as we went…
they led to this moment.

And now she's out there.
Building her life.

And I'm here.
In a quiet home…with my cat…
feeling the space she used to fill.

It's a strange mix — pride, love, excitement…for her and for me...
and an ache I didn't see coming.

We love each other deeply. Always have. Always will.

I guess this is what it feels like
when something you've poured your whole heart into takes flight.

If you're in this season too…
I see you 💗

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