Your success is mine, darling girl.

Her big, blue eyes widened with amazement as she realized the impossible to her was happening…

She was peeing in her pink Disney princess potty all by herself. I ran over to her and scooped her up off the floor, swinging her around like she had just won some Olympic medal.

This whole week of trial and error, patience stretching thin and confronting that I see so much of myself in her. The best parts of me…and yes,the worst, too . I joke that she is stubborn like her father (she is) but she is also stubborn; like me. And she needs a lot of room. To be free. But believed in. She will come into her own. In time. In God’s time. Her time.

She was fearful of the unknown but I wonder if she was not more fearful to disappoint or displease me.

In my life, those fears have kept me from too much .

So, I rejoice in her victory and I pray my love will motivate her to do that which I know she can do…when she is ready, of course.