The group is growing, and I couldn’t be more excited to meet you all! I’m going to talk about my “miscommunications” with my DIL—the rough start with her mom, the hurt feelings, but also the fun, the solutions, and how we got to where we are now. I teach communication, leadership development, and interpersonal skills—and I still get it wrong in my own family. 😂 Most of you originally came for my Moving Closer Guide. But I want this group to be more than a place you popped into, downloaded a guide, and forgot about. 😂 Because there are some conversations around adult kids, daughters-in-law, grandkids, and this stage of life that I am NOT putting myself, you, or my family on blast on Instagram. We’re going to talk about them HERE: The hard stuff. The embarrassing stuff we think we’re probably not supposed to admit. The stuff that HURTS. And the fun stuff too—because I refuse to make this chapter of our lives one giant therapy session. 😂 Things like… What do you do when her mom sees the grandkids way more than you do? What if you moved closer and it looks NOTHING like what you pictured? What if you’re jealous—and you hate admitting that you’re jealous? What if there’s tension with your daughter-in-law and you genuinely don’t know how to fix it? What if you’re always the one inviting…and they keep saying no? How do you stop keeping score? How do you stay close without inserting yourself into their lives? And how do you love the HELL out of your kids and grandkids while still building a life YOU are excited to wake up to? Because that last one? I think it matters a whole lot. This is where I want us to be able to say the things we’re not saying in the Instagram comments. No daughter-in-law bashing. No adult-kid bashing. No pretending we never get our feelings hurt either. Just honest conversations about what we CAN control, what we need to let go of, and how we build relationships—and lives—we LOVE. I want to start with this: What’s one thing about being the mom of adult kids or a grandma that has been harder than you expected—but you almost feel guilty admitting?