Apparently, my former M-I-L has been telling people at church that I am "not a good woman." Many months ago, something like this would have devastated me - but thank goodness I am at a point where I can truly say "big deal."
There's no love lost between us - how can I be upset at the worthless opinions of someone I do not admire or respect? Makes no sense.
For fourteen years, I was a "good woman." I let her subversive passive agressive dramatics run our lives. Strange that this all changed when she moved into my house and came between my husband and I ... leaving me no place to run. When your mother can take the place of your wife, the wife has some serious thinking to do.
I was a great doormat, but until now, I would agree - I was not a "good woman." I suppose that all depends on your definition. I am a better woman now than I ever was - enough to recognize and leave this bitterness behind. She can say whatever she likes. She's never gonna break me. Those days are gone.
Gossip in church? Ironic.
All I can say is better luck with wife #3 - maybe she'll be a better woman, although I would recommend hiring domestic help instead. Sorry I can't be your servant anymore, Mother. You and your son ruined a good thing, and I am so grateful to both of you. You made it so I could no longer survive in my own home and somehow, it set me free.
