Children will remain their parents’ children, no matter what their age.
I have two adult daughters, now well into their thirties. My eldest is beautiful and brilliant. My youngest is beautiful and brilliant. Well, I am their mother, after all.
I have so much to say about the relationship(s) in this threesome configuration of packed feelings, bursting love, and wild flights of despair, that will, unfortunately, need to wait until I’ve received permission from each to share in this blog.