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Tuesday, June 14, 2011

RemembeRED - affection


The first time I met my future mother in law, I was in tears. Not the kind of tears you can easily conceal. The kind of tears you feel deep in your gut. The kind of tears that spill from your eyes when you feel hopeless. Lost. The kind of tears you feel like you won't recover from.

It is important to note that I am not a crier. In fact, since this first encounter nearly 20 years ago, my MIL can probably count on one hand how many times she has seen me cry since.

I was 18. I'd moved out of my home and was sharing an apartment with a girlfriend not far from where my now-husband grew up. We worked together. He was my friend. I knew he had a girlfriend, but I didn't care. When I lost my job and felt like my world was crashing down around me, it was him whom I longed to see.

My 18 year old brain was convinced that he would know what to do.

I can only imagine what my MIL was thinking. She claims she loved me from that day on, but I have my doubts. Hubby's girlfriend at the time was my polar opposite. She was a great student, headed to a four year college. She still lived at home. Prime and proper. I was every parents' nightmare.

Imagine if you will a crying child smelling of cigarettes, living in her own apartment, who's heavy eye make-up rained down over her face, knocking on your door asking for your son. I know what my first reaction would be.

My MIL looked deeply saddened as she told my future hubby went to his girlfriend's for dinner. I am certain she noticed my breathe catch in my throat. It was at that moment she reached for my hand and pulled me into her and hugged me.

She hugged the stranger crying on her porch.

Twenty years later and I continue to be greatful for that simple gesture.


12 random thoughts:

Becca said...

That was really sweet. Sounds like you have an awesome mother-in-law~

Teresa said...

Beautiful...it brought tears to my eyes.

Rach (DonutsMama) said...

What a sweet lady. Did you know she'd be a keeper then too?

Jackie said...

How special it is to have MIL with which you get along!

Jenny Stephens said...

Girl, this is a lovely post! STELLAR! And I just love your blog! Following so I never miss a post!! :) Thanx a mill for stopping by mine as well, hope to see you back there soon!

Blessings, Kisses, & Coladas!

Jenny @ Jems From Jenny
http://jemsfromjenny.blogspot.com

P.S. I HEART turtles too. :) They are my favorite at the zoo. I also had one that I rescued for about 2 years that only had 3 legs. His name was Gordon (after Jeff Gordon) hehe because he was even slower without the 4th little stump of a leg. :P

Honest Convo Gal said...

Tell me that's when you decided to marry him. B/c that's a catch of a MIL. Great piece. I so hate the crying feeling you describe so well in the first paragrpaph... like you just can't breathe. The Worst.

Jenners said...

This was really sweet and beautiful and well written.

Katie @ Chicken Noodle Gravy said...

oh, what a sweet and amazing person! We all wish for people like that in our lives; I'm so glad you were blessed to have one.

And I'm glad your story ended happily and you got the boy! :)

Stopping by from TRDC; thanks for stopping by and reading my story as well :)

Jenna said...

oh honey, what a raw moment.. and how wonderfully she responded. thank you for telling your readers about this! that spontaneous hug meant so much to you, and still does. The power of physical touch is so important!

Amanda said...

This brought back some precious memories. Thanks.

Little Gumnut said...

she sounds like a wonderful lady! What a beautiful meeting. Thanks so much for stopping by the blog from RDC this week, great to meet you.

Anastasia said...

What an amazing person your MIL is! You are so lucky.

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