"well-meaning" people...

Yesterday someone came up to me after church asking if Ed and I are happy. She said I seem unhappy and thought maybe he was hurting me in some way. She proceeded to tell me how he's the meanest and most frustrating man she has ever met and told me I must be "so strong" to put up with him. I was just appalled, and not sure whether to be glad that I have such concerned "friends" or angry that this person would pry into our personal lives and say such unkind things about my husband. I just sort of smiled and said thank you for being concerned and left. I mulled it over all day, not sure whether to tell Ed about it or not. I didn't want to hurt his feelings, but I also don't want to keep secrets from him. Plus, he's my best friend and I've always talked to him about everything. So finally I told him. And he was remarkably calm about it. I think he was just hurt and sad. He asked me if I was unhappy because of him and I replied of course not. Generally I am happy, and if I appear unhappy at church it's because of all the stress I've been under there (and having to deal with unpleasant people/situations sometimes). He called his mom and told her about it, and she said that this person had also talked to her about him before saying that she didn't want him near her kids--one of whom gave Karry the middle finger yesterday, I might add. She said we should just ignore it, that this woman has enough problems in her own family and it probably makes her feel better to "help" people with theirs. But honestly, Ed and I don't know what to do. We had always loved this church, always felt so accepted and comfortable and loved there--but that's not so much the case any more. We'll just have to pray about it and do what we feel God tells us to do--even if that means going somewhere else.