I was running some errands in drab yesterday with the family after work and we ended up at a Red Robin for a bite to eat. My wife and I were on one side of the table, and the kids were opposite of us. We had been served our food and were well into our meal when a mother and her son about the same age as ours were seated in the booth behind the kids. I noticed the child kept turning and staring at me while the mom was talking to him very pointedly about my lovely plum purple nails. (It's one of the few things my wife will tolerate these days.)
I looked up at the mom with a puzzled look on my face but smiling to, and she told me she was showing her son that it's OK for guys to paint their nails and he needs to stop worrying about what his friends say. She then explained that her son had autism, and one of the things that helps him is to go to the salon with her and get "pretty toes" painted at the same time she does. She said that his school mates often pick on him about it and today was a particularly bad day so they had come for his favorite food to cheer him up.
My wife then piped up, and told the little boy that you should be able to be yourself, and do what makes you happy, and not worry about what others think. I sat there quite stunned after she said that due to how she has been treating me as of late.
On the way home, she held my hand, and told me she was sorry how she's been acting about my dressing, and that I should get out more with my friends and be happy. She said she wished she could really accept it but that she probably never will after all the times she has tried, and she was deeply sorry for that, but wants us to be happy together.