Mr. Peeveme and I started dating 9 years ago. At the time he, his brother (John), and father ran a family business. Mr. Peeveme and his brother were good friends. They went out together, knew each others friends and they were even considering buying a house together. When Mr. Peeveme and I started dating we hung out with his brother often. A few moths after Mr. Peeveme and I started dating John met a women (Clara), they started dating and moved very quickly into living together and her working at the family business. You can see where this is going. In about a year Mr. Peeveme and his brother were barely on speaking terms and Mr. Peeveme was being bought out (forced out) of the family business.
There were lots of other slights and offenses during those years. It got very uncomfortbale. We would be at a family gathering they would not even say hello to us. Mr. Peeveme's mother was distraught because her sons use to be good friends and now they hated eachother. I made an effort to at least be polite because I respected my MIL. But each time we tried we were rebuffed. Have you ever tried to have small talk with someone who pretends they can't hear you or gives you a yes/no answer then walks away? Yea. Good times. And it wasn't like I wanted to talk with them. I was dong it to try to make peace.
My MIL told me that ever time she asked them over to dinner they'd ask if we were coming and if we were they'd decline.
Resentments ran hot and thick for a long time.
For almost a year now we have been actually enjoying each other's company. It's beyond just trying to get along with each other. I genuinely enjoy seeing John and Clara and I think they feel the same.
John and Clara have two girls...one a year older and one a year younger than Piccolina. The girls love the play together. And seeing them play together makes me as happy as I have ever been.
On the drive home last night from dinner at my In-laws I just smiled to myself. I can't believe how far we have come. Clara and I talked about shoes and our mutual love of the show House. John told me I was looking a little pudgy these days and I played right along with a "does this make me look fat?" question. We planned a family trip for Easter...all of us together. I am so grateful we are past those difficult years. It was so draining.