Senior Moments: When the need to let go comes full circle

On the day that my daughter got her driver’s license at age 16, she asked me if she could take the car out for a spin on her own.
“Of course,” I said, as we sat parked in front of our house. “I’m really proud of you for getting your license on the first try.”
It was strange to be in the passenger seat for the first time with my daughter driving. I reached across and patted her hand, which was ready and waiting on the steering wheel. Then I just sat there.
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