We have a “son” we unofficially adopted about 10 years ago. His family was JW and when he became a Christian they rejected him. (He was grown already). He is almost exactly the same age as our daughter. I was a little down today and I called him, and he sang a Christian song for me by Mercy me. “Finding myself at a loss for words; and the funny thing is—-it’s okay. The last thing I need is to be heard, but to hear what You would say. Word of God, speak….” I’ve forgotten the rest. It helped me a lot, though. Hope your day is going well. I’m so thankful for family and friends and those precious people that are partly both.