life never goes as planned

i've always known that i was different. i have unique interests, unique ideas, unique inspirations. i'm an original (just like everyone else). shows like 'the wonder years' always resounded with me because i suppose on the outside i look normal; on the inside, i know i'm different.
so, the thought has come to me this morning that in yet another facet of my life, i am different. the guy who didn't get married until he was 26 and didn't have kids until he was 32--it's his baby girl that is graduating from high school tomorrow. how did i end up with a 19-year old high school senior? it's a long story (that i'm always happy to share).
but, because of the originality of my storyline, i'm wondering what i'm supposed to be feeling and what to make of the things i am feeling.

• she was never my baby, but i can't remember life before her
• i didn't really watch her grow up, but i've seen her change before my eyes
• i didn't teach her to ride a bike, but i've done my part to give her roots & wings
• i'm not her dad, but she's definately my kid

i'm pleased and proud (those, i think, are normal). i'm nervous that she's ready to fly solo (also normal). i'm not ready to let go (normal); i'm not ready to admit that she's ready (normal). i think i did my best and i think it wasn't good enough.

it's a graduation for me as well, a rite of passage from "daily hand-holder" to "i'm always here when you need me." May God bless us both in His future for us.