I funded my daughter’s wedding, only for her to mock me in front of 200 guests—until the groom’s boss stepped in and left her in tears.
I never expected Elise’s wedding reception to turn into a test of patience and dignity. There I was, seated beneath sparkling chandeliers, smiling politely while my only child belittled me in front of hundreds. Laughter echoed through the ballroom, but all I felt was a creeping humiliation. What no one realized was that the tables…