“The answers are going to be different for every person, depending on their personal red lines and their relationship with the adult child in question”
“She’s making me feel like the worst version of myself,” I complain to Ari. “All this holding it in is making me uptight and snappish. I just don’t understand what she could possibly be thinking half the time.”
“She’s your daughter,” my husband reminds me patiently. “She still needs your guidance. Parenting doesn’t end just because she’s a mom of her own. Say something to her.”
“And what about all of those articles that say shut your mouth, open your wallet, keep the communication flowing, and let her do her own thing?” I throw back at him.
He shrugs. “They never spent Succos with Tehillah’s kids.”
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