I think it is the time to post it. My mother in law got stuck in the airport due to weather conditions and can’t get out. I am not sure how to react now but here is my post I wrote some time ago.
My mother in law and what comes with it.
It is she, the procurement supervisor of my family, the logistic support mechanism in our house, the admin assistant in our day to day operations, the caring nurse and the first aid contact, the love of my life, the Mehebbet.
It is difficult and by difficult I mean virtually impossible and even virtually may be redundant here to describe another love of my life after my kids, my parents, and my wife. The modern love that brought love is my lovely love, i.e my mother in law whose name happens to be mehebbet or muhabbat, or habibi or whatever another root of the word you can read here, ain’t kidding, sir, ain’t kidding.
I understand there is much talk about mother in laws and the ways they make your life complicated, but, it is certainly not the case with me. You know sometimes you go to a shop, and there is a promo campaign, and you buy one thing, and get a bonus on top of that. So with my marriage, the bonus outweighed the very product. I thank my wife for having a mother like my mother in law. That does not happen often.
It feels strange a bit as many don’t understand you when you praise this family member. But I am happy not to be alone and find out there is a special group of people who have been blessed with quality, gluten free halal only supportive mother in laws, also known as “the mother in laws” fan club.
Don’t forget to channel their vast energy wisely and all will be fine.