
Sonia C.
Oct 191 min read
Twenty Years of Us— An Ode to Sol
In 48 hours, my daughter turns 20. No more “teen” attached to her name. Just a young woman, full-grown, wild-hearted, and walking into her own story. And me? I’m feeling everything. Pride, nostalgia, grief, relief… it’s all swirling like one big emotional smoothie. Someone told me tonight, “You’re such a good mom. I strive to be like you.” And whether I fully believe that or not, it stopped me in my tracks. Because I started replaying the last 20 years. We’ve walked through f




