My husband, however, kept his distance. He acted like I had rearranged the furniture inside his mind and he couldn’t find his footing.
One evening I asked, “Are you mad?”
“I had to,” I said softly. “I was drowning. And you didn’t notice.”
His voice cracked. “I didn’t know it was that bad.”
“That’s the problem,” I replied. “You never asked.”
A Mother-in-Law’s Revelation
Not long after, his mother invited me for coffee. I braced myself for criticism, but instead, she surprised me.Continue reading…
