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EasterJoy
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There is a family in my husband’s family who is moved away but is going to be closer to us again soon. I wrote something that offended them many years back (10?). They–wife, husband, at least one of the children–exploded in rage, which they expressed to my husband, telling him they felt sorry for him that he was married to me. I tried to apologize, but it didn’t work. My husband insisted that I leave the matter alone, which I did. I never said a word about it to his mother (she was a widow).
I was then shunned for two or three years. They would literally drop my mother-in-law off at our house and not come in with her, even though she was in her late 70s, had bags to carry, and we had snow and ice on the sidewalk. If at all possible, when they came to pick her up they would arrange to do it when I was not at the house. If they did come in, they would never accept hospitality, but always had a reason they had to leave again immediately. (This was not their habit before the incident that upset them) I would find out occasionally that they had arranged to have lunch with my husband or had invited the rest of the family to some performance their kids were in, but I had not been told until after it was over. That kind of thing.
Eventually, things thawed, and they stopped finding excuses why they could not attend family gatherings at our house. Nothing was ever said about it to me.
I don’t trust them. I walk on eggshells when they are around. Maybe the original incident is ancient history to them, maybe they still hold it against me; I don’t know. I cannot know. I don’t dare ask, because that kind of question is how this all got started the first time around. I would rather not go into the details, but suffice it to say I broached the subject of how to raise a question about something that bothered me with one of them, and the one I asked got livid at me, instead, but behind my back, to my husband, not to me. On that account, even if I were to get a direct answer from them, I don’t think it would be reasonable to believe them.
Does anyone else have experiences to share along these lines? They will be here for a family gathering that we are hosting over the holidays (I’d rather not say when), and I’m already stressed out about it. I wish I could cancel it, but unless we magically have a major freezing rain storm at exactly that time, that isn’t going to happen.
I was then shunned for two or three years. They would literally drop my mother-in-law off at our house and not come in with her, even though she was in her late 70s, had bags to carry, and we had snow and ice on the sidewalk. If at all possible, when they came to pick her up they would arrange to do it when I was not at the house. If they did come in, they would never accept hospitality, but always had a reason they had to leave again immediately. (This was not their habit before the incident that upset them) I would find out occasionally that they had arranged to have lunch with my husband or had invited the rest of the family to some performance their kids were in, but I had not been told until after it was over. That kind of thing.
Eventually, things thawed, and they stopped finding excuses why they could not attend family gatherings at our house. Nothing was ever said about it to me.
I don’t trust them. I walk on eggshells when they are around. Maybe the original incident is ancient history to them, maybe they still hold it against me; I don’t know. I cannot know. I don’t dare ask, because that kind of question is how this all got started the first time around. I would rather not go into the details, but suffice it to say I broached the subject of how to raise a question about something that bothered me with one of them, and the one I asked got livid at me, instead, but behind my back, to my husband, not to me. On that account, even if I were to get a direct answer from them, I don’t think it would be reasonable to believe them.
Does anyone else have experiences to share along these lines? They will be here for a family gathering that we are hosting over the holidays (I’d rather not say when), and I’m already stressed out about it. I wish I could cancel it, but unless we magically have a major freezing rain storm at exactly that time, that isn’t going to happen.