Day 17: something you’re proud of.
This one’s easy: my daughter.
I had her too young, at a point where my own life was in chaos and it made no sense, but I did it anyway.
And despite it all, she’s turned out damned well so far. She just turned 21 last week, and while I still have no idea how the hell THAT was allowed to happen, she’s headed into her senior year of college with her head screwed on straight. It’s more than a minor miracle, really.