It was supposed to be a simple family dinner, one of those opportunities where you are excited to connect with your father-in-law and create new memories.
I knew a little that this assembly would turn into one of the most humiliating experiences of my life.
I thought that by bringing food from my late mom’s recipes, I honored her memory, and shared something that has always brought me comfort. But I never expected the cruel reaction that awaited me.
Last weekend I brought food from my late mom’s recipes to my sister-in-law’s family dinner.
When I put it on the table, my miles gave me a hard look and said, “Remove your mother’s food from my house!” I left in tears and waited for my husband in the car for an hour.
The ride home was silent until he suddenly laughed and said, “Did you hear the joke my cousin made during dinner? He’s cheerful – he should be a comedian. ”
I was sitting in stunned silence, hurting that he hadn’t even noticed my absence, nor did he recognize the humiliation that his mother had caused me.
That was just the second assembly that I attended with his family, and for the third time, I met my mother-in-law. Unfortunately, my own mother died a year before our marriage and my miles never had a chance to meet her.
I do not understand where this hostility comes from. Now I feel not only humiliated but also deeply injured, that my mom’s memory was disrespectful
What is even harder is that my husband remains indifferent and does not offer either an apology or recognition of my feelings. I try to cross it, especially without his support or any apology named his mother.
I am 25 years old and recently married to my amazing 228-year-old husband. Last weekend I brought food from the recipe collection of my late mother’s family dinner and I was hoping to share something meaningful with them.
When I placed it on the table, my father-in-law shot me with a hard glance and snapped, “Unload your mother’s food from my house!” I was destroyed and finally left dinner in tears and waited for an hour in the car until my husband was ready to go.
The home side was terribly quiet until suddenly my husband suddenly laughed and said, “Did you hear a joke my cousin made at dinner? He’s cheerful, he should be a comedian. ”
I was completely impressed that he had not noticed my absence or dealt with the humiliation that his mother had just caused me.
That was just the second time when I attended a family gathering, and for the third time, I met my father-in-law. My own mom died a year before we got married, so she never had a chance to meet her.
I don’t understand why my sister-in-law acted as she did. I feel deeply humiliated and injured by disrespect that manifests itself in my mom’s memory.
What hurts even more is that my husband did not offer any apologies or confirmation of my feelings. Without his support or any form of recognition from his mother, it is difficult for me to move around.
I spent a lot of time thinking about that night and it is clear that the pain I feel goes beyond disrespect from my mother-in-law. It is a lack of empathy and supporting my husband who scores the most. I thought we were a team, but his indifference had me questioning whether he really understood the depth of my injury.
I continue forward, I have to find a way to solve it, whether he has a difficult conversation with him or reconsider the dynamics of my relationship with his family. My mom’s memory deserves respect, just like me.