I agreed to host my mother-in-law’s birthday because I wanted her to feel celebrated after a difficult few years. By the time the guests arrived, I barely recognized my own home. I kept quiet longer than I should have, until one public insult finally made me stop protecting everyone else’s comfort.
“Marlene, why are you taking that down?”
My mother-in-law barely looked at me.
She stood in front of our mantel with our main family photograph tucked under one arm.
“I’m making room.”
“For what?”
“Marlene, why are you taking that down?”
“The decorations.”
I looked at the silver balloons tied to the staircase.
“It clashes with balloons? Our family portrait? Seriously?”
Marlene gave me a patient smile.
“It’s just for tomorrow, Paige.”
That should’ve been the moment I took the frame back.
“It’s just for tomorrow, Paige.”
I reached for the empty spot on the mantel before I even realized what I was doing.
“Where are you taking our picture?”
“Upstairs.”
Marlene tucked the frame more firmly beneath her arm.
“It’s only for the party.”
“Where are you taking our picture?”
“That’s our main family photo.”
“And it’ll still be your family tomorrow.”
I looked at the blank space.
“You could’ve asked me.”
“Paige, it’s one birthday.”
Then she walked past me.
“And it’ll still be your family tomorrow.”
Instead, I moved the candle she’d shifted back into place.
***
Two weeks earlier, Marlene had called me with what sounded like a simple request.
“I’m thinking of doing something small for my 60th.”
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