Parenting adult kids is harder than little ones. I had more control when they were young.

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I never imagined how my life would look when my kids were grown and gone. But I blinked, and here we are, living as beautifully and chaotically as when they were little. Now and then, I get sweet little reminders that I must have done something right — like when all three kids called me simultaneously during a tornado warning last spring.