and so it begins

Dear Girls,
Last night I couldn't sleep again. I could feel it too acutely, and it hurt. It hurt like crazy.
Time is moving on.
While change and growth and progress normally do not pose a threat to me (in fact I am a big fan of all three), there is one area in which I cannot stand these things- your development.
I fully realize that you must grow up. In fact, I hereby promise you that I will not be clingy or obnoxious or attach myself to your ankles and kick and scream and beg you not to leave me as you prepare to leave home and set out for adventures untold. You are your own people and have your own unique divine potential to fulfill. I cannot wait to see what you will do with your lives!
But...
But.
But please don't grow up! I love you so much. I love your runny noses and your little cries and voices. I love your cuddles and your giggles and your sparkling eyes. I love your sense of adventure and right and wrong and the way that you discover your world. You two girls are the most precious and miraculous thing I have ever or will ever be a part of, and I want to revel in your youth and innocence!! Yes, revel!!
Okay, I might kick and scream a bit when you leave me.
Anyway, the only solution to my sleepless anguish was to document more fully our precious time together right now. And so I have decided to write to you.
I first thought I would make each of you your own unique page. After all, you are both so wonderfully different and special (plus, I have siblings. Sharing sucks. There, I said it.), but I have decided to write you both here in this forum. You are sisters and you must share (however unpleasant it sometimes will be) and I hope that through all of life's ups and downs you will be the best of friends.
So here we go.
But first, a ground rule or two.
I Promise To:

• Try not to be too sappy or wax too poetic in my musings to you (though I have already failed miserably in this, my first attempt. Sorry about that. Well, this rule starrrrrts... NOW!)
• Not include anything too embarrassing or graphic so you won't be mortified when I pull out these letters and show them to your first college boyfriend. You know, more mortified than usual by me, that is.
  
• Show you in every word how very special you are, how much I love you, and how limitless your potential is.
  

Thank you for being my girls, and for letting me be your mom. I love you both with all of my heart. Please enjoy these letters (and cut me some slack when you are teens!). And, most of all, know that you are not just my girls, but you are daughters of Heavenly Parents who love you more (if that is even possible. About which I am skeptical.) than your dad and I love you.

Embarrassingly Yours,
Mom