I recently attended the wedding weekend of my nephew and his longtime girlfriend. My sister Susan (mother of the groom) gave a toast to the happy couple. Susan was warm, kind, and engaging – and extremely relieved when it was over and she could just sit down and nibble her cheesecake.
One comment she made in the toast stays with me. She mentioned that Martha, the new bride, brought the welcome addition of opinions and a voice to their “family of selective mutes.”