My Husband Said His Mom Deserved the Front Seat More than Me – I Taught Him a Lesson

I practiced everything.

I gained confidence and independence. I learned that the power I’d been handing over to him (the ability to go where I wanted and when I wanted) had always been mine to take back.

I just needed to stop waiting for permission.

Three months later, I passed my driving test on the first try. Miguel shook my hand and said, “I’m proud of you.”

No one else in my life had said that in years.

I gained confidence and independence.

I didn’t tell Harry or his mother. I tucked my driver’s license into my wallet and waited for the right moment.

It came on my birthday.

We were supposed to go out to dinner. All three of us, naturally, because Stephanie couldn’t possibly miss her son’s wife’s birthday. Harry had made reservations at some place I’d never heard of, probably somewhere his mother suggested.

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