On any given day, are you only as happy as your saddest adult child?
Speaking mainly to those of us with adult or young adult children at this point. I read a story years ago about a father who said they spoke to all four of their adult children on Sundays and were then only as happy as their saddest child.
One of my children had a disappointment today and I am feeling the reflected sadness.
No right or wrong answer here, just some thoughts.
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