July 2013 I am soon to gain a daughter-in-law. I am overjoyed. She is a delight. She's incredibly intelligent and talented. And she loves my son. It's the best it can be. And yet, in-law relationships are complicated. I want her to love me. I want her to know I love her. I want us to be close. And have respect for each other. Nothing complicated about that. But...we both love the same man. Differently, of course, but the same man. And while I've loved him far longer, he will be building a life with her. And that's as it should be. And it leaves me to figure out my place in all of this. How to be helpful, but not over-bearing. Involved, but not smothering. Honest, but kind. And not meddling. Ah. Tall order for one who's always been a mama bear. Fiercely dedicated and protective, I'd lay myself on the railroad tracks for my child in a heartbeat. And I always said I'd lay anyone who hurts him there, too. I nurtured him and prayed fo
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