At a family dinner, my husband Jonah joked, “Elena baby-trapped me.” The room went silent. Before I could respond, his mom cut in — reminding him how I built our life when he had nothing, working, studying, and raising our child.
Her words exposed his “joke” for what it was: cruel and ungrateful. Jonah later apologized and began making real changes.
That night taught me: love isn’t about jokes or perfection — it’s about respect, truth, and showing up every day.
