Actually, that sentence should not be in quotes, because the woman on the treadmill next to me at the gym didn’t say it. This woman, a stranger, had a story to tell, a story about how a young woman had come into her grown son’s life and completely taken him over, changed his very personality and turned him against his mother.
The woman went on and on, excoriating her son’s true love with every word. I found myself wondering about her son’s side of the story, and that of her soon-to-be daughter-in-law. Then I decided I didn’t really care, but I did learn how important it is to love the people our children choose to love.
Have a mantra of your own? Feel free to share it in the comments below.