Marry a Man Whose Mom Raised Him Right

These are the types of articles I clipped from newspapers, magazines (in this case Woman’s Day), or the internet.
Taped to the upstairs bathroom mirror, they could not be overlooked by our children.  The theme was enlightenment with the occasional famous quote (for example). 

Once upon a time, I, Chuang Chou, dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly.  I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was Chou.  Soon I awaked, and there I was, veritably myself again.  Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a man.

The articles were short, a quick read, about the time it takes to brush your teeth or less.  If it were brought up for discussion, my objective had been met.  If it hadn’t been brought up for discussion that didn’t mean it had not been read.

[I've carried this article in my planner for quite some time, I have no idea how old it is, but I can credit Woman's Day.]