With Friends like this: Who needs them?

I once had a so-called best friend who became infatuated with my husband. I could tell because she always found herself in his presence. My husband could not move without her on the back of his shoe. I watched her carefully and told my husband that my friend had a bad crush on him. He laughed because he thought it was so funny and that I was imagining things. It
wasn’t until my parents came to live with me after a house fire that I became absolutely certain about her feelings. My husband is a family man. He was in the kitchen cooking a dinner for my parents. My friend came over and sat in the kitchen with us as my husband prepared dinner. He's a better cook than I am. At some point during the dinner prep time I went into our extra bedroom to talk to my mother while dad left to wash his hands. As he crossed the hallway, he saw my friend grab my husband in a way that was inappropriate. My husband pushed her. Dad rushed to the room and told me to get out there because my friend was making her move.
I came out and she had a weird look on her face. I informed her that she could leave because we were getting ready for dinner. She knew that was unusual for me to send her packing but she left. Dad told me that she was trying to push up on my husband and that he had been noticing her staring at him and touching him lightly on the leg, shoulder etc. I saw the same thing but pushed my thoughts away as I did not want to be seen as the accusing jealous wife. I
wasn’t concern that my husband would do anything because we had only been married 4 years at the time and I knew without a doubt that he was in love, faithful and would never hit on a friend with my parents in the house. Honestly, I trusted him. You have to know my husband to understand why I did not fear he would waver. I dump the friend though. We had been together more than 15 years. Still I knew why she felled for him. It was the same reason that I did.
I thought of this today when I saw that Denise Richards and
Richie Sambora had broken up after a year of being together. I thought about friendships and how valuable they are. I thought about my best friends, (I have two) and how I would surely miss them in my life if our relationship ended. Was it worth it to Denise to sleep with and date her best friend’s husband? Was it worth it to be seen as a back stabber and a husband stealer? Better yet, will any women every trust her around their men? I don’t think so. For her it will be the price she will pay for that one year of being with a man who probably never intended to stay with her anyway. Think about it! Why would a man trust a woman who back stabbed her best friend anyway? As a man in a situation like that, I would not trust her around my male friends or my teenage sons. If she
didn’t consider her best friends feelings why would she care about him or anyone else. That’s something to think about!