I sit here writing as my daughter’s birthday is in a few weeks and I think how her future is just beginning and looks so bright. I see what her potential is and I know she will be amazing in whatever she chooses to do. I then begin to think I about how my life is now and I think about how old I am getting. Sometimes it feels as if I have reached a point where there is nothing new for me to see or do, but it all changes when I look at her. I realize then at that moment my life is still new and I still have so much to see and do. I realize I am still a work in progress. Like a play that is still unfinished waiting for the next part to begin. Thank you sweetie for reminding me of my potential as you are realizing yours.