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Yes, we now realize some of what was happening. They were developing their self-identity as over against us. At least, that is the way psychologists phrase it. To this day, I do not think that the explanation is that simple. I suspect that I will not know the full explanation until the Lord comes. But, it is true that they did not have reason to have conflict with other adults. And, in their behavior toward other adults, we saw some of what we had tried to impart to them. It gave us hope that our children would grow up to be sound adults.

https://eloquentgushing.com/balqywh And, so they did. Today we have multiple grandchildren and three grown daughters who are everything that we had hoped they would be. We are proud of them and happy with them. But, oh, how we never ever want to repeat those teenage years! I suspect that my mother would say the same about me. GRIN.