I Woke Up Bald on the Morning of My Son’s Wedding— My Daughter-in-Law’s “Message.” When My Name Was Called, I Stood Up… and Everything Changed

what she meant.

My book came out the following spring—a memoir about the difference between supporting your children and enabling them, about the courage to set boundaries even when it breaks your heart. The publisher wanted to call it “Cutting the Cord,” but I chose a different title: “The Price of Love.”

Because that’s what I’d learned. Love always continue reading …