Barbie, you're a gem.
How WONDERFUL for you take your DIL under your wing! My MIL did the same for me; it was fabulous finally having a mom who seemed to enjoy my company and actually wanted to be with me and do things together. We were the BEST of friends and used to sew together for others. I did all the machine work, she did all the hand work. She was terrific; you couldn't see her stitches. We'd be working on one garment while creating the next one in our minds.
We had a ball together! After a hard day of sewing, she'd wanna play a hard game of rummy, and we'd play for BLOOD! (Actually, it was just a quarter, but my MIL was CHEAP -- that quarter to her meant a thousand bucks to you and me!) I'd break out the Jack, and we'd have an evening of laughs and fighting like you never heard before..... broke my heart when she came down with Altzheimer's.
Okay, enough of that.
Your DIL is very lucky she married your son and got you in the bargain. You have the chance to make up for all the crap her mother put her through, to show her that not all moms are mean and jealous of their own offspring. My mother was so jealous of me that when I was very young (and cute -- yeah, I was back then), and people would comment on how beautiful I was, my mother would snap back at them, "Yeah? Well, beauty is as beauty DOES!" I heard that so much, I never understood what it meant -- but when I found out, I realized I never did beauty. It's no wonder I have a self-esteem issue....
Okay, enough about that too!
I always thought if I could have had children I would have done everything different with my daughter. Maybe even spoiled her a little, but certainly she would have known she did beauty.
Thanks for being such a great MIL -- and a FABULOUS sis!
Bev
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