Bride Calls Parents Cheap, Then Regrets It After Discovering the Truth Behind Their Wedding Gift
Our Daughter Accused Us of Being Cheap after Opening Our Wedding Gift and Regretted It after Learning the Truth
Even worse, my daughter called our wedding gift to her and my son a “shack.” She claimed she was hoping for a more costly present. She had no idea that our gift was more complex than she had realized.

I never imagined that I would have a bitter relationship with my ungrateful daughter. But lately, Lucy, our oldest, has made it impossible to ignore heads.
A brief history: Originally a stay-at-home mother, I am now a full-time housewife who is very active in our neighborhood. My husband’s extraordinarily prosperous career made it possible for me to have this luxury. I’ve been married to my spouse for more than thirty years. Our three gorgeous girls are here. Lucy, our oldest, tied the knot last week.

Brian, Lucy’s college sweetheart, was married. They have been dating ever since they first met during their final year of college. Sadly, since Lucy departed for university, our family hasn’t spent as much time with her. We would hardly speak more than once a week.
Lucy and I don’t seem to have similar interests. She is a driven professional woman. It appeared like she had no choice but to become a stay-at-home wife. On the other hand, it was my delight and full-time job. Nevertheless, I encouraged her to pursue her goals and was always kind to her future spouse. I was confident that they would treat each other with respect and care.

Like all weddings should be, theirs was a lovely day full of happiness and festivities. Our family covered the majority of the cost of the wedding. We nevertheless gave them a wedding present in spite of that. My spouse and I decided to offer Brian and Lucy the key to our cottage house as a genuinely significant gift. For us, this farmhouse held immense sentimental value, filled with fond family recollections. It has spent years with our family.

Lucy called us the day after the wedding. I was completely taken aback by the tone with which she was speaking to us for the first time. “Thank you for the gift, but to be honest, I was expecting something nicer than this shack,” she remarked. Most likely, we’ll give it back to you.”

Even though I couldn’t speak, I managed to reply, “No problem, dear.” Lucy made a subtle indication about how inexpensive our gift was before the call ended, showing no signs of appreciation. I was surprised since I didn’t think someone I reared would say such things. I had to take a moment to process what she had said and determine the best course of action.
We had all of our daughters and their husbands over to the cottage yesterday. The idea was to reveal to Lucy the actual value of this “shack,” which she had so quickly written down. The cottage had just undergone repairs that preserved the memories it had while adding to its beauty and coziness. Naturally, Lucy was unaware of this.

Lucy seemed irritated when we all got together at a nearby petrol station and refused to even go to the cottage. Everyone was stunned by the place’s beauty and transformation when they arrived, but Lucy’s response was the most striking. Her mouth fell when she saw the renovated cottage.

The cottage was converted into a contemporary vacation house with floor to ceiling windows. There was also an outdoor fire pit and a veranda with an amazing view. Since Lucy loved to cook, we knew that the kitchen would be equipped with top-notch appliances and a television.

The space wasn’t enormous, but it was big enough for us to erect a pleasant family home. Lucy’s eyes glistened as she peered about.
She said, amazed, “How did you accomplish this? When? I’m really grateful for your gift. With a composed smile, I answered, “Honey, didn’t you remember? You gave it right back to us.”

A deep purple hue appeared on her face as understanding set in. She was so embarrassed by her previous lack of gratitude that she started to shout and swear.
Things quickly got out of hand, and everyone was shocked by her response, particularly Brian. It was his wife’s terrible reaction that stunned him, not the lovely restoration. It was the last thing Brian expected from his new bride to act like that in front of her own family.

Lucy most likely gained some insight into humility and thankfulness that day. But Lucy’s not the only one who had to learn a lesson the hard way recently. Wendy, a mother of two and a wife, also reprimanded her husband for calling her sluggish.
My Husband Constantly Said That I’m Lazy – I Decided to Teach Him a Proper Lesson
Occasionally, we marry someone without realizing how much they will change over time. This lesson came to me the hard way. I’m Wendy, and I’m a mother of two gorgeous and priceless kids. In addition to being a parent, I work from home remotely full-time.
My earnings assist my spouse, Donny, and myself in maintaining a stable financial situation in our home. My spouse was the most charming man when we were still dating. But he’s changed since we were married.

For example, we have a new problem as of late. He constantly tells me how messy the house is when he gets home from work. He’ll be complaining about how dirty the table is or that there are only TWO plates left in the sink.
When Donny asks me why I don’t clean every day since I’m ALWAYS at home, it really irritates me! “If I stayed home like you do, I’d make it all SHINE everyday!” he once exclaimed to me.

My husband and I went shopping last week, and it became more than just a regular errand—it was a turning point in our relationship. We were standing in the shop queue when the last straw came. After leaving one store, we had to traverse a sizable parking lot to get to another.
At the pick-up area were the items we ordered, four large, heavy boxes with an outside table and chairs inside. We had our car parked across the street, though. My biggest error was recommending that we drive the car to the exit of the shop rather than carrying the boxes across the parking lot. Donny showed no hesitation!

The man began to shout, “God, once again! Why do you act so sluggish? His voice rose with each question, “Why can’t you carry these boxes and go 50 meters to the car?” He yelled, “I didn’t realize I married someone so lazy,” clearly audible to others.
I felt angry and humiliated, but I kept my mouth shut. I couldn’t take any more, so I left the store without the furniture. Without my assistance, he had to find out how to move the furniture.

Rather, months before I made the decision to exact my retribution, unbeknownst to him. I made plans, and the following day, before I left, I left him a message. After a few hours, he contacted me sobbing and begged, “Honey, please! Please, please don’t do this to me. I beg you. They’re making me go nuts!”
He sounded tired and desperate in his voice. Knowing that I needed to take a week off from him because of his constant criticism of my alleged sloth, I made hidden plans. It so happened to fall exactly on top of a business trip.

I hadn’t spoken to Donny at all about booking it. I made sure everything was ready before I left so that things would continue around the house even without me. In addition to the simple message, “Gone on a business trip for a week,” I also included, “The kids have a schedule on the fridge, and dinner needs are in the freezer.” Wishing you luck!”
I intended for him to go through my everyday activities and oversee all I typically did. I wanted him to know how insulting the term “lazy” was to me. He had to juggle morning preparations during the week.

In addition, he handled nighttime routines, cooking, cleaning, and school drop-offs. At last, my spouse witnessed directly all the never-ending cycles of tasks and expectations I handled every day in addition to my job.
He received calls nearly every day! His voice progressively changed from one of exasperation to desperation. One day, he admitted, “I’m really tired. How you manage to do it all is beyond me.” The man who’d dubbed me “lazy” was asking for help with handling everything now.

I gently gave him advice and support while showing him the ins and outs of running a bustling family. His perspective on our communication changed when he at last experienced what it was like to be in MY position.
The difference was evident when I got back! The relief on his face was what really said volumes, even if the house was in remarkably good shape! The kids were laughing at their dad’s obvious exhaustion as he hurried to welcome me with them.
He humbly said, “I had no idea,” and then he hugged me tightly. “I apologize if I ever called you sluggish. It’s been eye-opening this week. How do you manage everything?”
Donny NEVER again berated an unvacuumed floor or an occasional dirty dish after that day. Rather, he evolved into the person I fell in love with. He was assisting more with household chores and showing genuine gratitude for all the hidden work I put into keeping our house in order.

His transformation was significant, and it strengthened our bond. It was characterized by mutual respect and a genuine collaboration in handling our household and child-rearing duties. Our marriage was revived by the entire experience, which not only made us closer but also deeply ingrained a sense of empathy and teamwork.

Wendy is not the only one who had to use extreme means to impart some much-needed life lessons to a loved one. After her late husband’s brother’s wife said something harsh that caused her mother to cry, little Dora found herself having to defend her mother alone.