To my daughter once, my dear little girl, and now, a young woman: One normal evening, out of the blue, you were catapulted into the next stage of your life, and I, without any qualifications and little warning, was advanced to the next level of parenting.  Like you, I’m a few parts scared and a few parts excited. Here are a few things I’d like you to know, from my heart to yours. This is a lot to handle. Oh, how I’d like to let you stay home from school, curl up in a ball, and eat chocolate all day! I know, dear, that this is a lot to handle. …