At Dinner, My Daughter-In-Law Ordered Lobster For Everyone Except Me—Then Slid Me A Glass Of Water And Said, “That’s Enough.” My Son Didn’t Stop Her. He Looked At Me And Said, “Know Your Place, Mom.”

I was naive enough to believe him and got dressed in my best silver dress for the occasion. I wanted to look elegant for my son and show him that I was still the woman who gave him everything.

When I arrived at the restaurant in Richmond, they were already seated at a table that was clearly meant for five people. Kimberly was wearing expensive perfume and jewelry that sparkled brightly under the crystal chandeliers.

She pointed out that I was late while looking at her gold watch with a look of annoyance. She called me by my first name instead of calling me Mom which felt like a deliberate attempt to ignore our relationship.

The restaurant was an impressive place with high ceilings and white tablecloths where every dish cost a fortune. I recognized some of the wealthy local politicians and business owners sitting at the nearby tables.

The waiter brought leather menus to the table but Kimberly did not even bother to look at the prices. She snapped her fingers to get the waiter’s attention and ordered four large lobsters along with a bottle of white wine.