I had an hour long phone conversation with my daughter this evening as she locked up her work and drove home. Although we chat often, we don't often get to talk for long as either I'm working or her kids need something. Just like last week when I got to talk to my son, I feel equally joyful for the time that I spent talking to my daughter.
She has a wonderful husband, she's one of the luckiest girls on the planet. And her happiness brings me happiness.
When your children are happy, even when they're adults, it's a great thing.
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