Disconnected

July 2, 2024, Tuesday night, 6:24pm, pacific standard time, apartment in Dana Point, California, USA. The last couple of weeks have been interesting. My daughter is more independent. She is not purposefully staying away from me. , but we don’t connect as often as we used to. I guess it was inevitable. She has a boyfriend now. She is talking with her friends more. She doesn’t have a need for a close relationship with me like she used to. I know she loves me and appreciates me. But, it feels weird to be slightly disconnected from her life. This is all part of growing up, I suppose. For her and for me.