Bewilderment

A late post today since I was preoccupied earlier with errands and a birthday. It's my middle daughter, Claire's, special day. When I began this blog, she had just started college. Now she's a working mother preparing to have her second child. 

While I try to make gratitude the chief emotion of each day, other feelings creep in. Today it's bewilderment, an all-too-common response. 

How can Claire be a young mother already? How can any of my daughters be grown women with families and jobs and adult responsibilities? 

Time passes. It's the oldest story of all — and the hardest to believe.