Don’t Grow Up!
I can’t believe my Goddaughter is almost a teenager. I’m too young to have a teenage Goddaughter! It seems like she’s growing up way too fast. I hate the thought of her becoming a teen, then a woman. I can’t take that kind of stress. I worry about her so much these days. I want her to make good decisions so she can live a great life without any regrets. I hope she can learn from my good and bad decisions.
If I’m stressing this much right now and she’s not even a teen, imagine how I will be when she turns 16 or 18. I don’t think I can handle that. I don’t want her to grow up. I’m scared to think about the day when I’ll have to buy her a sweet 16 gift. That seems as far off as buying fiftieth birthday gifts for her. I want to remember when she used to crawl and drool. Those were the good days!