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Mother-In-Law Mall
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Mother-In-Law Stories
December 28, 2005
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I have been on and off
with a certain man whom I like to refer to"secretly" as
the love of my life. He is the epitome of my heart, and I will
gladly lay my soul down to be next to him. We met when I was really
young. I must have been 18, and he was 23 at the time. We were
madly in love with one another, and he introduced me to his parents
only after 3 weeks of dating. I was practically tricked into meeting
them. He had picked me up in his car. We were to go to a movie
together. He then asked me in the car if I would mind seeing his
parents. I said, "Heavens no, I'm not dressed well enough
to meet you're mother." He then said, "Sweetie, she will
not care how you are dressed. Just what you look like. I laughed
and said, "Please, no, I don't want to go." He really
stressed the fact that he only got to spend an hour with them that
day and that they will only be in town for a short while. They
had invited US to a friend's house, a millionaire, to meet with
them all. That's when I got really nervous - meeting BOTH of his
parents, a couple of millionaire friends, as well as his very best
aunt and uncle. WHAT WAS I GETTING INTO? We arrived, and this
was the scene: We walked up the stairs to the back deck of this
huge mansion. We could hear laughter and jokes. He, at this point,
was holding my hand. He let go as soon as we reached the top of
the stairs. We were greeted like this, "Oh, this is my son,
everyone. And here is his lovely most beautiful girlfriend. Isn't
she pretty? Look what my son has brought home." I was completely
floored by those comments. I couldn't believe that I got such a
WARM welcoming into the family, and so soon. I began to wonder
if this was done often. Was this kind of thing regular, and the
parents, etc., are used to this? I was seated right next to the
MOTHER. She proceeded, throughout the night, to serve me drinks
and ask me questions about my beauty regime. She also asked how
I was feeling, whether I was enjoying wine, if I was nervous, etc.
She opened up to me, when we had some time alone, and told me that
at first she was really threatened to hear that her son had a new
girlfriend, whom he was crazy about and was so sure of so quickly.
She went on to tell me that she couldn't believe that her son got
such a pretty girl, and she was so happy to have me in their family.
I was thinking, "Could this be true? Is this really, really
happening?" She told me that he had only ever brought a girl
home once. It was his ex, and at that time he had broken off their
relationship over 2.5 years prior to meeting me. She told me that
since his ex, he has never spoken of meeting another girl who was
worthwhile. She was just as excited to learn that he had met me,
and that I was coming to visit, but she felt nervous and was quite
worried that I was not his type. We got along great. She had lovely
talks with me the whole night. He brought me home, drunk as a skunk
from all the wine that they fed me. After that we were inseparable.
In love, crazy in love, and house bound to the bed for what seems
like months. It was a long relationship for me at the time, and
it ended when I was 19, due to work/school locations. His job had
him moving and my school work had me staying. I let him go without
a fight, and he told me now that he wished that I had fought to
keep him with me or that I had gone with him. I assured him that
I did want to keep him, but I could not bare to be a burden. I
didn't want him to wonder what it would be like to not have gone.
I didn't want him to miss an opportunity like this. So, I stayed.
After my school year was done, I went back to "our" home
town. We both grew up there, but we never knew one another. I
worked there at a family business, and saved up for school. All
the time I was single and of no interest to anyone, due to my coldness
towards the local guys. I am invited to family occasions, etc.
I'm invited and expected to be there. All this time his mom is
still loving towards me, still sweet and caring. Always the perfect
picture of what a MIL, wishful thinking, should be. I can't ever
think of her as an evil MIL. She is not my MIL, but was pretty
close. Now her son and I are talking again, and I am moving to
the same city as him for school. Things seem to be perfect again
and working smoothly. Perfect guy, great school year planned, perfect
family bonds. Now what could worry me so much? Nothing. Why am
I writing on this site? Who knows? Truth be told, I'm scared.
What if we don't work out, all is lost, and we part our ways? It's
going to be hard to let the MIL go. I've become to really appreciate
her company, her words of advice, and her smiles. I guess I'm nervous.
Call me an idiot. I'm really on ends here. Please give some advice.
What am I so nervous about?
Signed - What Am I So
Nervous About?
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