Dear Mother-In-Law,
I still distinctly remember the first time we met. Your beloved son had broken the news about me just a few days before we came. First taken aback, you might have felt a little scared after the news sank in. But, I didn’t see any hint of skepticism when I met you. You welcomed me with wide open arms.
I was the typical girlfriend, eager to impress you – my future mother-in-law. And, there you were, ready with your stamp of approval. I was immediately filled with immense adulation for you.
I do not deny the natural atmosphere of tension between us, but you made a genuine effort to ease it. You took me aside and we chatted about everything, be it family, my future goals, and even our hobbies and interests. We bickered about our favorite cricket captain and had an intense political debate too. But, all in the light fun! To my surprise, we became friends.
On the day of our marriage, I remember you holding on to your son and tugging him close. Yes, your face was glowing with happiness, but there was something else too. Could be a glimmer of nostalgia? A little bit of insecurity?
I should have paid more attention. Right after the birth of our first daughter, you came in and took charge of almost everything. Be it cleaning, cooking, or any help with my daughter, you were always there. I was just amazed at your generosity. But, I soon realized that you were here to stay, for quite a long time. Don’t take it the wrong way; I did appreciate all your help. But somehow, this left me unsettled. I didn’t know why though.
