|Giving my mother-in-law a rose as a part|
of our wedding mass
|Hubby and his mom during the mother and son|
dance during our wedding reception
I was lucky and blessed to have had a wonderful mother-in-law. She accepted and welcomed me into the family. My husband is the youngest of five and the last one to be married. My mother-in-law treated me as if I was one of her own children. She shared her love of books and her strong faith with me. She introduced me into Diana Gabaldon's Outlandish world and she prayed for me during my conversion into the Catholic faith. She came to the hospital after the birth of each of my children, usually being one of my first visitors. She and Dad came with flowers and arms ready to hold small bundles of joy. She cherished each of her 22 grandchildren and did all she could to spend one-on-one time with each one for their birthdays. Mom loved being a grandmother and she was good mother-in-law.
|Grandma with her 13th grandchild, Boogie|
I also grieved and felt that I could not lay claim on the grief I had. I felt that it could not belong to me because it was not for me to take. It was not my birth mother who had died. Yet, I grieved. I had known my mother-in-law for nearly 20 years and she was a constant in my life. I grieved for my husband. I grieved for my father-in-law. I grieved for my sisters and brother-in-law. I grieved for my children. And I grieved for myself. When I finally allowed myself to lay some claim on the grief, the pain eased. But it eased in miniscule increments, like water droplets.
|Grandma with her 16th grandchild, Buggy|
|Grandma and Grandpa with their|
19th grandchild, Mr. Bananas
We feel more vulnerable. More exposed. More fragile. So therefore, we hold on a little tighter.
1 Thessalonians 4:13-18 “Brothers and sisters, we do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death, so that you do not grieve like the rest of mankind, who have no hope. For we believe that Jesus died and rose again, and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him. According to the Lord’s word, we tell you that we who are still alive, who are left until the coming of the Lord, will certainly not precede those who have fallen asleep. For the Lord himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. After that, we who are still alive and are left will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And so we will be with the Lord forever. Therefore encourage one another with these words.”
|Grandma with her 22nd and last grandchild, Bean.|
|Hubby and his parents on our wedding day|