Tristan is talented. He works hard. He loves you in the way he knows how. But never allow love to require you to become smaller so another person can feel larger.

I read that sentence three times.

Know what you own. Know what you signed. Know what you contributed. Not because marriage is a business deal, but because independence protects love from becoming dependency.

Then the final paragraph:

If I am wrong about him, I will happily admit it. If I am right, I hope you find your voice before resentment finds it for you.

Love, Mom.