I don’t like that word very well–mother-in-law–it reminds me of the plant my mom had many years ago called a Mother-In-Law’s Tongue–what does that mean any way?
Daughter-in-law–my daughter-in-love is too wonderful to be called an “in-law”, she is my daughter–we are alike in many ways, we love the same boy man,(just in a different way), we like love chocolate, we like shoes, we both work on our weight (she does a much better job of this), we both love Jesus. I love her.
Son-in-law, what a name for someone as precious and kind as my son-in-love. He is someone special, trust-worthy, kind and he loves my daughter. He lets his children know they are special to him, I have never seen him impatient with them. He deserves a name like–special son–or something even better.
42 years ago when Bob and I started our life together we never imagined we could produce, either directly or indirectly, such special people–here we are two imperfect people and we have 6 grandkids and 4 kids, and they are all “the apple of our eye”. Is love blind? I don’t think so.
I hope you regularly tell the “loves” in you life how much they mean to you and how pleased you are to have them in your family.