Today is a special day. My little one turns 15.

And while we celebrate her birthday, it suddenly hits me that my oldest will be 17 in just a few months.

Two teenagers. Two young women in the middle of life, following their dreams and finding their own paths.

And me, right there with them. Proud, full of love, and sometimes a little wistful.

Sometimes I look at you both and still see those little girls with bright eyes who wanted to tell me everything and ask me everything.
Today you have grown in your own ways.
You talk, laugh, dream and live your own lives, and I find myself standing just a little more to the side.

Sometimes as a listener.
Sometimes as someone who catches your worries.
Sometimes simply sitting next to you, quietly thinking, you are becoming incredible young women.

It is a beautiful and at the same time challenging process. I can feel our invisible bond stretching.

You are making more and more of your own decisions, and that is exactly how it should be.
And still, there are moments when I wish I could go back, just for a second, to a time when I could make everything feel right.

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When I think about my oldest finishing school in three years, and my youngest just one year later, my heart feels a little tight.

Because I know that a completely new chapter will begin. For you. For me. For us.

From mom to companion

I used to be the one who knew everything. The one who comforted, healed and protected.
Today I let go. I listen. I stay.

I am there when you need me, and at the same time I am learning to give you space.
It is not always easy, but I trust you. And slowly, I am also discovering who I am beyond being just a mom.

No matter how much you grow, no matter which paths you choose, you will always be my girls.

I love our chaos.
I love our inside jokes.
I love those moments when it is just us.

And I love watching you grow strong, knowing that a part of that strength comes from my love.

To all moms

Maybe you know this feeling too. Standing somewhere between laughter and letting go. Between pride and a quiet sense of longing.

It is okay to feel both.

We are allowed to be proud, not only of our children, but also of ourselves and the way we walk beside them.

Today, on this special birthday, I feel nothing but gratitude.
For you two.
For everything that has been.

And for everything that is still to come. 💛