My Daughter-In-Law Called Me “Too Involved.” When I Told My Son, He Said, “You Have To Apologize. My Marriage Has To Come First.” I Smiled And Replied, “Great. Now Handle Everything Yourselves.” I Canceled Their $65,000 Wedding, Took Back My House, And Sold The Car. Moments Later, I Heard A Loud Voice OUTSIDE MY DOOR…

“Yes.”

“Every last detail.

The venue, the flowers, the food, the music—even the photographer.”

“I called everyone yesterday evening. Quite efficient, really. I’m rather proud of how organized I was about it.”

“But… but the deposits, the contracts—”

“All forfeited, I’m afraid.

Turns out vendors don’t like last-minute cancellations. Who knew?”

Another silence. Then:

“But why?

Just because I asked you to uninvite some people.”

I set down my teacup with a delicate clink. “Oh, sweetheart, it wasn’t about the Weatherbees. Though I must say, calling me a pest for wanting to include people who love you was rather illuminating.”

“I didn’t mean—”

“Of course you did.

And your brother made it even clearer when he said he’d rather lose his mother than lose his sister.”

“Well, congratulations, darling. You’ve both gotten exactly what you wanted.”

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