As a mother, reminiscing and reflecting on my daughter’s life gives me both pride and joy. Her childhood, the transition to teenage, and every single memory where I have been with her. But of late, things have changed. I feel the distance and my bonding with her is being replaced by conflicting views. Things we agreed before, we disagree today. I often console myself that these differences shouldn’t be taken with a pinch of salt, as it is a given. “Teenage angst” that’s what it is called. But then, I can’t help but wonder, what can I do in this situation, as this metamorphosis of thoughts and ideas, and the differences, if not handled well can loosen the bond that we share.  The question here is, do I let her go, or do I let her grow?

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