{"id":5984,"date":"2025-09-30T12:20:12","date_gmt":"2025-09-30T11:20:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/time.amazingstory.blog\/?p=5984"},"modified":"2025-09-30T12:20:13","modified_gmt":"2025-09-30T11:20:13","slug":"during-the-wedding-my-mother-in-law-stood-up-from-her-seat-and-told-the-priest-that-she-was-against-our-marriage-she-definitely-did-not-expect-such-a-response-from-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/time.amazingstory.blog\/?p=5984","title":{"rendered":"During the wedding, my mother-in-law stood up from her seat and told the priest that she was against our marriage: she definitely did not expect such a response from me"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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During the wedding, my mother-in-law stood up from her seat and told the priest that she was against our marriage: she definitely did not expect such a response from me \"\ud83d\ude32\"\"\ud83d\ude32\"<\/p>\n\n\n

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I never thought my wedding would turn into a real spectacle. It all started even before the ceremony: my mother-in-law decided that since she had no husband and was \u201cyoung and beautiful,\u201d she deserved to be the maid of honor. I tried to object, but for my husband, I gave in. \u201cWhat could happen? \u2013 I thought. \u2013 After all, it\u2019s just a tradition.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But the worst happened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

For the ceremony, my mother-in-law showed up in a long white dress. In white! A dress that would have suited a real bride better. At one point, she literally tore the bouquet from my hands and proudly stood next to me, as if all attention should be on her. I struggled to hold back my tears and categorically refused to be photographed next to her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Yet the most terrible moment came later. When we were at the altar reciting our vows, the priest asked the famous question: \u201cIs there anyone who objects to this union?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then my mother-in-law raised her hand.<\/p>\n\n\n

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\u2014 I object, \u2014 she said loudly. \u2014 This is my only son, and I\u2019m not ready to give him to another woman. Son, let\u2019s go home, why do you want this wedding?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The guests gasped, someone snickered. My husband froze, not knowing what to say. I was boiling with anger, but at the same time, I thought of a way to save the situation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

With an unshaken expression, I turned to my mother-in-law and, loudly so everyone could hear, said something very unexpected \"\ud83d\ude32\"\"\ud83d\ude32\". I share my story in the first comment, and you can tell me if I acted correctly \"\ud83d\udc47\"\"\ud83d\udc47\"<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I said in a sharp tone:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2014 Mom, did you forget to take your medicine again? The doctor warned: skip a dose, and you\u2019ll start rambling. Shall I bring you some water to calm down? Today is the wedding! I am your daughter-in-law, and this is your son. Did you forget me?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I addressed the guests:<\/p>\n\n\n

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\u2014 Excuse me, my mother-in-law is seriously ill, and sometimes she doesn\u2019t understand what she\u2019s saying. Holy Father, let\u2019s continue; her words mean nothing. She is confused.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2014 But I\u2019m not ill! \u2014 protested my mother-in-law.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2014 Yes, yes, you are perfectly healthy, you just forgot your medicine a little. Now it\u2019s over, and I will give it to you, \u2014 I replied gently.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was confused, stepped aside, and sat on a chair, and the ceremony continued. We got married, and at that moment, I realized: sometimes, to protect your happiness, you have to be clever.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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