To My Mother-In-Law

Much like the wicked stepmother, mothers-in-law often get a pretty bad rap. Nagging, interfering, and overall drama are trademarks of the stereotypical mother-in-law who either believes her son could've done better, or should have just stayed home and never married.

Grandchildren occasionally soften them, or provide more material for unsolicited advise or judgement.

Happily, I have never experienced that.

My mother-in-law redefines the definition.

She never intrudes, interferes, or judges (or, if she does, she is really good about keeping it from me).

She has a great sense of humor, boundless energy (quite a commodity for a grandmother of four active little ones), and a warm heart.

She loves her children, lives for her grandchildren, and devotes herself to her own mother.

She is a great friend, supportive sister, and devoted wife.

She is a phenomenal storyteller.

And though she may have been a "neighborhood hook" years ago, she is a timeless beauty.

She is a blessing.