Currently, I am on the top of Emily's favorite people list. Oh, how I am enjoying it. But alas, I know that my glory will not last. I have promised myself when that time comes, that I will not cry but laugh to myself as I tell myself, "I told you so." I know her rejection of me will be a natural reaction to growing up and a part of the process of stretching her wings to fly.
Also, I have promised myself comfort when she is becomes impossible by remembering that what comes around, goes around.
And lastly, I have promised myself that I will not be jealous, but relish the sight of her soaring to great heights.
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