The incident happened before we had kids. I was working as an auditor at a public accounting firm and traveled overnight frequently. This one time I was with a group from the office headed to training. On the shuttle from the airport to the hotel, my husband called and we had an pretty run of the mill conversation, of which my friends only heard one side. They heard something like this.
"There is a roast in the crock pot for tonight and this, this, and that in the refrigerator for the rest of the time I am gone. I wrote directions on it all. Your welcome." It was over 10 years ago, and I do not remember the conversation word for word, but I remember the stares I got as I hung up the phone. The looks were immediately followed with questions like "Can't he fix his own food?" Comments such as "He's a big boy." and "You are not his mother." still sting today. In truth, it didn't bother me about me, but I didn't like for him to be ridiculed. I made it clear that yes, he could get his own dinner, but I love him and I love doing things for him and while I am away that is one thing I can do.
That event, along with similar others during my time at that job earned me the nickname June Cleaver. Though it was meant to make me self-concious, the one who started it eventually used it as a compliment, and honestly, I always considered it one.
The world has a very different view of what a marriage should look like when compared to what the Bible says. Do not let it deter you from what you know is God's will for you as a wife, mother, and woman of God.
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