I have a very special relationship with my mother-in-law, and I do appreciate that. She is a really sweet lady, and she treats me like I'm her daughter. I'm saying when I first got married to her son and I didn't know what to anticipate from her. I'd heard all these stories about how mean some mothers-in-law are and how it's going to be so hard, so I was kind of scared. However, ever since then, she's been so nice that she's made me really feel at home.
It has made me learn so much about her, the way she lives, about her. She is a really good person, and although she is not perfect, nobody is perfect, I really enjoy her for who she is. She cares so much, and she never forgets about me. She loves the family so much, wants everyone to be comfortable and taken care of. And sometimes she just brings me little things or makes my favorite foods and makes me feel so special and loved. Stupid little stuff like that makes me feel like I'm her daughter and not just her daughter-in-law.
There are times we have our differences, of course. But we don't always get along, not that any two people living together do. For instance, she has certain habits which I could do without. Other times she can be a little anal about the way things are done around the house and will comment on the way I do something a little differently than she does. In the beginning, I found this to be hard because I felt she wanted to change me. But over time, I learned that it comes from a place of care and experience. She's been running a household for years, so of course she wants things done a certain way. I always try to see things from her perspective and I think that keeps us from being misunderstood.
My mother-in-law is really one of the most adorable people because of all the advice she gives me. She taught me everything about life, marriage, and family. She always has stories about her experiences, and I respect her strength and endurance. Her advice has been valuable to me, and I try to listen and learn from her. Whenever I feel overwhelmed, she is always there with comforting words or a warm hug. But when they happen, I think I am the luckiest girl in the world to have her.
But then again, she's not perfect, neither am I. She can be somewhat sensitive about the trivial things, or we might disagree on one or two things, but that's all. But I've come to realize that all these are just small pieces of who she is. Her kindness and love outweigh any minor disagreements we have. I'm to the point where I forget about the little things and appreciate what is good about her.
In some ways, my relationship with her has made me a patient and understanding person. This experience of living with her, but it has been a blessing as well. I genuinely love her, and I know she loves me, too. She has given me a kind of motherly closeness that I never believed I could have, and for that I am grateful. I pray that I can always sustain this relationship with her and that I can always always possess something from her as we take this journey called life together.
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This entry was inspired by the #inleo community and my response to #octoberinleo day 26