Accustomed as I am to attending Mass alone, it was with great joy that I recently went to Mass at my daughter’s parish.
Let me pause and note: I have waited a long time to say anything like the phrase “my daughter’s parish.” Although my four daughters were raised in the Catholic Church—and in fact sometimes felt like they lived in the local parish office during the years their mother was the director of religious education—they have not embraced their Catholicism as adults. Catholic parents know the tiny knife to the heart when, even though their adult children have turned out to be kind and thoughtful people, they reject the institutional church. The stab is not fatal, but it hurts.
https://www.americamagazine.org/faith/2018/05/01/i-thought-i-had-failed-my-kids-spiritually-then-i-went-my-daughters-parish
https://www.americamagazine.org/faith/2018/05/01/i-thought-i-had-failed-my-kids-spiritually-then-i-went-my-daughters-parish