She found a college she loves. She thinks she wants to go there. And after all the excitement and meeting and listening and touring, she came back to the hotel room and turned the television to the Food Network, which she watched for some minutes as she let the exhaustion settle into her. And then she slept like the child she still is, my child full of dreams, spent from wishing, planning, doubting, believing, finally letting it be. She possesses wisdom beyond my years, a patient hope, a willingness to release the caught breath and let her life unfold.