The baby is definitely behind, the years when she needed me the most gone; and even though sometimes she feels like this "adult" world is overwhelming and she still asks for my help and advice, she just needs it momentarily, because then she goes ahead and make decisions on her own. This absolutely reminds me of the popular saying I shared with my friend on Facebook. As that same thought crossed my mind, a tear rolled down my face. I revisited in my mind that moment, 18 years ago, when I had her in my arms for the very first time, when she opened her eyes and our eyes met for the first time, that moment when I first told her, "Hello, my dear daughter, welcome to life." Now, it wasn't me telling her "welcome to life," it was life itself.