“And Mom, for my eighteenth birthday...”The rest of my daughter’s sentence sounded like an adult in a Charlie Brown special. Anna spoke clearly enough, but I focused on the impending reality of those last four words.“Mom? Mom!”I looked up at my daughter. “I’m sorry...what? What were you saying?”She shook her head and her eyes narrowed. “You weren’t listening, were you?”Anna, like many young women, was a self-proclaimed daddy’s girl. Throughout her life, he’d been the go-to parent for her. “I’m just like Dad,” she would explain. “Besides, Nathan is your favorite anyway.”Ouch. I didn’t want to be accused of playing favorites. With my husband’s recent death, I held both my children closer than ever. How could I improve my relationship with my adult daughter and point her to Christ?A List of AdviceWhen my daughter, Anna, was a senior in college, I asked her to make me a list of things a mother needs to know about her adult daughter. She and her friends crowded around a lunch table, and with notebook pad in hand, Anna scribbled down their replies. Here is what they had to say.
Photo credit: ©Getty Images/LuckyBusiness