I am not the perfect parent, but I am not a complete failure.  I have had quite the life changing summer this year.  We moved to a smaller place in town.  It was a decision based on several factors.  But I digress.  My daughter left for school and my son is filing papers to leave on his mission.  I have had a lot of time to reflect on our life together.  I believe that I have done all that I can do as a mother.  I loved them, taught them, I have enjoyed their company, and I have let them fly.  I give them the credit for the people they have become.  I am now able to be their friend.  I have finally figured this all out.  During their childhood, I had to be their mother.  I was probably the most unpopular person in their lives.  During their teen years I was the enemy.  Now that they are both becoming young adults, I finally get to be their friend.  I love this next stage.  I do miss my babies, but at least I have the memories.  In spite of my many mistakes, I can respect the people they are today.  I respect the fact that they make their own decisions and are willing to stand by those decisions.  I may not agree with them but I respect them.  Both my kids are leaders of men and followers of Christ.  Can I possibly to any better?