I know that I should be panicking right now. My daughter, Leah, is 16 years old. In a year, she will be graduating from high school and then it is on to college. That's enough to cause one to panic, right? Well, my daughter wants to be a surgeon. So I am looking at another three to four years of college adding to the original four.
Am I panicking yet?
No.
Why? you might ask. The answer for me is simple: Faith. I simply believe that everything will work out and I don't stress myself over the hows or the whens. I just know that it will. Where do I get this faith? From my mother. My mother is my go-to person. Whenever things are tough or I find myself getting stressed out, I call Mom and by the time I hang up that phone, I am completely calm and my feet are firmly on the ground again. My mother does that for me.
I also have faith in my daughter. She is an A-student with an incredible work ethic that I know will take her far, no matter what path she chooses. I have faith that her academics, as well as her drive, will help her achieve the goals she sets for herself and that, one day, I will be calling her "Doctor."

