I can't believe my baby girl is 19 years old! It doesn't seem possible. I feel like just the other day we were worrying about pacifiers, potty training and temper tantrums. Then it was multiplication facts, first boy/girl dances and braces. And now it's study abroad tours, first apartments and career choices. How does this happen?
I must say I've loved all the stages of Brenna, except middle school and freshman year, and was sad to see them all go by, except for middle school and freshman year. Each stage was a new adventure, a new challenge and new opportunity for me to feel completely inadequate, but we made it through them all.

I love you Brenna Girl. I'm so proud of the woman you are becoming and I can't wait to see you and to see what you are going to do next with your life. Thank you for letting me be your mom and your friend!
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