My Life as a Novel

A few days ago, I was riding around with a friend of mine when she said to me, "[Husband] and I are trying."

This was out of the blue, but when you're married and you're accustomed to being asked questions of this nature, you know what this seemingly fragmented sentence really means.

And my reaction was not what she was looking for at all. It wasn't a, "Oh congratulations!" or even a "Good luck" or any number of suggestive comments I could've made.

No. Instead, I made a face that looked something like this:

I'm 100% sure that wasn't the reaction she was going for. I spent the next few minutes apologizing. Explaining how I didn't mean for that to be my first reaction, and how I was as surprised by it as she was. She was gracious enough to just change the subject.

I felt like a heel.

Labels: Friends, Marriage, Self-Discovery