I Called My Wife ‘Just a Stay-at-Home Mom’ and Stopped Her From Going to Her Reunion—Then a Box Arrived That Left Me Numb

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I remember thinking she’d argue. She always did—softly, but persistently. Instead, she just nodded once. Not agreement. Acceptance. The kind that settles like dust.

“Oh,” she said. “Okay.”

She didn’t go.

And she didn’t speak to me for days.

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