During a brutal winter, my boots were falling apart, and I desperately needed new ones. Instead of helping me, my husband, Greg, prioritized buying his mom a microwave. I was fed up and decided to teach him a lesson.
On Christmas morning, I swapped her microwave for my worn-out boots, wrapped them up, and gave them to her. Greg was furious, but I reminded him that I’d been walking around in frozen feet while he indulged his mom’s whims.
Later at her house, Greg’s family supported me, and Greg felt the heat from everyone, including his sister. I forgave Sharon, but Greg was still quiet and avoided me. A few days later, I bought myself new boots with my own money, and Greg, humbled, apologized, buying me a more expensive pair.
While I forgave him, I also opened my own bank account and started a side business, seeking more independence while still being a stay-at-home mom. Greg supported this, and our relationship grew stronger.