I have two sons. I love them enough to take a bullet for them. I would give them my kidneys, my bone marrow, and my liver. They wouldn’t want my eyes.
Some day I know I will have to give them over to those girls I have been praying for all of these years. In some ways, I want to say, “They’re all yours, girls! Good luck!” and other times I imagine yanking their pretty little ponytails and yelling, “Get lost! These are MY boys!”
The love of a mother for her son is special and strong. So when I tell you how much I love my mother-in-law, you have to first understand that I took away her firstborn son. I think she would have given even her eyes for her boys.
But she has never chosen her son over me. She has never tried to drive a wedge between us so that she could have her way. And she has never, in any form or fashion, been ugly to me.
I love having her come to visit. Not only does she do my ironing, help with the yard work, and take the kids shopping, she takes time to talk to me. She wants to know how I am, with all sincerity and love.
My mother-in-law and I talk on the phone and text several times a week. When she wants to tell someone how her mother is doing, she calls me. When I want to tell someone about my bellydance lesson, I call her. When she sees a movie that she thinks I would like, she calls. When my pile of laundry reaches Mt. Everest proportions, I ring her up.
Because her husband and her sons are so much alike, she gives me advice. It only makes sense; I mean, she’s been dealing with it twice as long as I have. (I’ll never tell you, Matt and Larry!)
She encourages my writing, and she is my biggest PR agent. No one has sold more copies of my book than she.
My mother-in-law has become one of my best friends. I know this will get some West Virginia comments, but I have to say, she isn’t just my husband’s mom, she’s my mom, too.
I love you, Connie. You’ve been the perfect example of a mother-in-law. I hope to be as good as you are some day.
Her children arise and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praises her:
“Many women do noble things,
but you surpass them all.”
Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised. Proverbs 31:28-30 NIV