This week has been a bitter-sweet time for us. My daughter, Krystle, has ventured out on her own to live in her first apartment. I am glad that my daughter is responsible enough to be out on her own. She works at a good job and is planning on going to college soon. All this is good, right? But I am having those sad feeling that I think most parents go through when their child leaves the "nest". The night that she was gone, I cried like I haven't cried in a long time. My little girl is all grown up (so she thinks!). She is not breezing in and out of here like she used to on her way to school, work or to hang out with her friends. All I can do is trust that she will remember the values I tried to teach her while she was growing up to adulthood. My prayer is that God will keep his hand over her life.