And just like that… the day ends, and she’s officially 18. We celebrated properly: a nice restaurant, parmegiana on the table, the whole family together ... and yes, she was happy (mission accomplished). Somewhere between the laughs and the food, it really hit me: my little girl is now an adult… legally at least. Manuela, my girl. Same heart, same smile ... just with more freedom and, unfortunately for me, more opinions. ❤️