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30 Day Writing Challenge…Day #11

Today’s topic is “What is your proudest moment?”…………….

I have a lot of proud moments as a parent. So many it was really hard to think of what my proudest moment actually was. There’s one that so far stands out the most while I write this. Although both my children have made me so proud in their own unique ways, my oldest daughter Hope has this moment for this post. She is 18 years old and this school year was the year that she had to decide what she wanted to do after high school. Her and I already have a really strong bond but this time she really came to me for advice and help on how to decide her future. The more conversations we had about it the more I could see the maturity level she was at. She is so smart! She wants to be a nurse. Of course she has such a healing personality it totally fits, but watching her get to that conclusion was such a proud moment. I learned she doesn’t need me as much as she thinks she does. She is ready. No matter how scared I am as a parent she reassured me that “I” have nothing to worry about.

I was worried when we started going through this process that I was slowly going to lose her. It’s every parent’s worst nightmare to cut the cord finally and let their child live their own life. But my proud moment is the fact that I don’t have to worry. She is moving into her own place, she’s going to have her own life. She’s is starting the next chapter in her life and I am so excited for her I couldn’t be more proud than I am right now. She is more than ready. She grew up to be an awesome human being and any person that has the privilege of knowing her is just as proud as me.

I also now have the privilege of going through this whole process again in a few years with Julia! Wish me luck everyone ๐Ÿ˜‚ I hope later on in my life my proud moment will be my kids taking care of me and putting me up in a boujee retirement home with seniors dances and fun stuff like that. That would make me super proud too, hint hint girls ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜œ

What’s your proudest moment? Share with me in the comments below.

Stayed tuned for tomorrow’s post. I hope everyone is living their best life today!! I know I amโค

2 thoughts on “30 Day Writing Challenge…Day #11”

  1. I think my Mum will agree with me about the proudest moment for both her and me.

    For years my sisters and I were competition swimmers. We became very strong fast swimmers and won many races for both our school and the county club. However…the proudest moment by far was when I was a very little girl. I started my swimming lessons at the age of four…and it took me a long time to get the hang of swimming. But I was so eager to learn to swim…and my mumma faithfully took me to my lessons. I remember that sometimes in the winter, I was the only kid that turned up for lessons (we all prepaid three months at a time, so they still ran the class even with just me because they had been paid in advance).

    When I was the only kid in the lesson, the teacher would put on her bathing suit and try to help me float with armbands and a float. But as soon as she took the floating aids away…I would panic and didn’t seem to be able to keep myself from sinking. Well….after two whole years…TWO YEARS!!! …I finally managed to swim five metres on my own. That was the first ever swimming certificate I was awarded with, and my mum was able to sew my five metre swimming badge onto my costume. It was the best feeling!!!

    After that…it was not long before I went up to 10 metres, 25 metres, 100 metres…and then one mile, 2 mile, 3 miles…and then all sorts of other swimming challenges, life-guard training and then speed racing.

    But it was the five metre certificate that always meant the most!!! I will never forget how thrilled I was and my mumma was so so pleased for me. It just took me soooooo long to get the hang of swimming!!!

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