I was fairly certain that Ted, my husband of 56 days, had just called me fat. Okay, maybe not in so many words. But rather than soothe the insecurity I'd expressed to him about the 10 pounds I'd gained since our wedding, he did the unthinkable. He dared to travel the road most seasoned husbands know better than to even set foot on.
His exact words?
"Well, maybe you need to change your diet."
And to make matters worse, he uttered this on Valentine's Day. I kid you not. What I'd hoped would be a sweet day ended up being a very sour one.
Yep, our first V-Day as husband and wife is recorded in our marital history book as our worst. By far.
Looking back, though, I see that Ted's proverbial foot in the mouth didn't have to spoil that particular February 14th. A fight didn't need to follow. If I had chosen to react differently to Ted's words, we could have salvaged that day gone wrong.
[Read the rest of the article at For the Family.]