At Christmas, I gave my son a brand-new car and his wife a designer purse, thinking love still mattered. Then he smiled and said his wife wanted to “teach me a lesson,” so they had no gift for me.
my nieces commented, “Didn’t you accept a car at Christmas before saying no gifts?” The post vanished within an hour.
By the end of January, Daniel and Marissa moved into a smaller apartment outside Nashville. They complained about rent, parking, and having only one bathroom. I did not save them. I also did not stop loving my son.
