I remained silent.
Not because I agreed with him, but because I didn’t want our two children to witness their parents fighting.
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When they grew up and moved away, the insults became even more frequent.
Robert was a successful businessman. He owned a construction company, two luxurious houses, and enough money to never worry about the future.
At least, that’s what everyone believed.
Two weeks before our 45th wedding anniversary, he announced:
“I’m throwing a big party. I’m inviting fifty guests.”
I was delighted.
“How wonderful, Robert! Maybe this time we can dance together, just like we did at our wedding.”
He laughed.
“With YOU? People will think I’m dancing with my grandmother.”
I lowered my head.
But his next words hurt even more.
“Just make sure you dress properly. I don’t want you embarrassing me in front of my guests.”
