Inlaws From Heaven
I have told my husband he can't possibly divorce me because I won't give up my mother in law.
No, I'm not drunk, insane or paid off. I don't wish her dead or departed. I don't want to see her her bound, gagged and thrown into a lake. She doesn't deserve any of the cliche ends the stereotypical dreadful mother in laws of the world too often find in comics and movies. When friends gripe about their in laws (wishing them to the moon or worse) I wish mine lived nearer to us. When they hide the photos of theirs away in a forgotten drawer, I display mine with pride. When they stare at me in utter confusion I smile.
My mother in law Lilianne is rare and wonderful.
She may be physically many miles away in southwest Germany but she is never far off from our hearts and minds. She's gentle and wise, talented and funny and I'm sure my husband got his good looks from her as well. She listens patiently when I'm upset and rambling on for $15 euros worth of phone time. She calls me back so it's on her bill. She always remembers my birthday. She has faith in me when I lose it in myself. When she came to visit us here in Oklahoma she criticized neither my cooking nor my cleaning efforts-and I am hardly 'housewife of the year'. She and my sister in law Inja so kindly sent all of us a big box of presents at Christmas-including gourmet chocolates and a ton of other German edibles (which we feasted upon until we couldn't move off the couch without the aid of a crane). When my husband and I separated she assured me we would stay in touch for she loved me not only becuase I'd married her eldest son but because she enjoys my sense of humor and thinks I'm interesting in my own right. She's alsolutely wonderful and I love her dearly.
So you won't find me directing her into heavy traffic, pelting her with poison darts or swearing her into tomorrow. I honor her for the treasure she is. I know I was blessed first to have met my beloved husband and my inlaws have truely been the frosting on the wedding cake.
No, I'm not drunk, insane or paid off. I don't wish her dead or departed. I don't want to see her her bound, gagged and thrown into a lake. She doesn't deserve any of the cliche ends the stereotypical dreadful mother in laws of the world too often find in comics and movies. When friends gripe about their in laws (wishing them to the moon or worse) I wish mine lived nearer to us. When they hide the photos of theirs away in a forgotten drawer, I display mine with pride. When they stare at me in utter confusion I smile.
My mother in law Lilianne is rare and wonderful.
She may be physically many miles away in southwest Germany but she is never far off from our hearts and minds. She's gentle and wise, talented and funny and I'm sure my husband got his good looks from her as well. She listens patiently when I'm upset and rambling on for $15 euros worth of phone time. She calls me back so it's on her bill. She always remembers my birthday. She has faith in me when I lose it in myself. When she came to visit us here in Oklahoma she criticized neither my cooking nor my cleaning efforts-and I am hardly 'housewife of the year'. She and my sister in law Inja so kindly sent all of us a big box of presents at Christmas-including gourmet chocolates and a ton of other German edibles (which we feasted upon until we couldn't move off the couch without the aid of a crane). When my husband and I separated she assured me we would stay in touch for she loved me not only becuase I'd married her eldest son but because she enjoys my sense of humor and thinks I'm interesting in my own right. She's alsolutely wonderful and I love her dearly.
So you won't find me directing her into heavy traffic, pelting her with poison darts or swearing her into tomorrow. I honor her for the treasure she is. I know I was blessed first to have met my beloved husband and my inlaws have truely been the frosting on the wedding cake.
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