Wow, as an adoptive mom of 2 and a step mom of 2, I’ve had my share of typical raising kids grief and joy. Now they are in their 30’s and 40’s, all married, 3 have children, all different personalities. I am done raising them and they make their own decisions. My husband and I are here to offer advice if asked (rarely speak up unsolicited) and ready for any heart to heart conversation if prompted. And sometimes we have issues we need help with and we call on them to help us.

I was raised catholic, 12 years of catholic school, my parents took us to church every Sunday and were strong believers. I’m a “recovering” catholic. Did not raise my kids in the catholic faith structure but instilled the values I learned. My parents NEVER gave me grief about my decision. They let me live my own life, make my own decisions and supported me in ways that I wanted/needed. Nor did they ever preach at the dinner table. I have little tolerance for anyone who preaches their values/beliefs unsolicited especially if it comes off as a criticism of how I live my life.

But, having shared all that, and thinking about the original post, maybe she should think about what Jesus would do in the same situation.