My DDH would never confront or argue with his Mother. He was very loving and supportive of me, but he wsas more afraid of his Mother than of me..LOL

When I first had this rotton disease, I cried a lot when I chose to stay home and let them party, but, I learned that, as Jules said, appreciated the time away from the hustle bustle and enjoyed the time alone, wiff me doggy..

DDH's Mother was not an understanding woman and had to have things her way. My Mother, although very understanding, too, had to have everything her way. Holiday get togethers were always a PITA!!!

God bless your DH, for his courage..