When Jim and I became engaged, his mother, Beth, immediately began to intrude. She quickly overwhelmed us with her ideas.
“I have so many plans for your wedding, Tina,” Beth exclaimed. “I’ve been dreaming of Jim’s wedding for ages!”
“But this isn’t just my wedding, Mom,” Jim tried to remind her.
She brushed off his comments and rambled on about floral designs.
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It was clear I needed to step in if I wanted any control over my own wedding.
“Will your mom back off, right?” I asked Jim during a walk. “This isn’t going to cause a fight? I don’t actually have to confront her, do I?”