Today, I invited my former daughter-in-law and her children over for Christmas Eve dinner, but told my son not to come. I’m making Christmas pudding, setting the table, and awaiting the visit of my beloved daughter-in-law with her kids. I’ve baked a cake for the grandchildren and bought them gifts. Let them sing carols at my place and bring some cheer to the holiday. As long as I can, I’ll always support them.
While getting ready for Christmas Eve dinner, I couldn’t resist calling my former daughter-in-law to invite her and the grandchildren over. I asked her to make sure my son doesn’t come. I warned him long ago when he separated from his first wife that I wouldn’t accept another daughter-in-law because Mary is my daughter-in-law.
My son divorced five years ago. It was very irresponsible of him to leave for another woman when his youngest child was just a few months old. Before that, he had been deceiving his wife for a long time, keeping up appearances.
While Mary was handling everything with two children in tow, scurrying around like a squirrel on a wheel, my son would spend long hours “at work,” but in truth, he was meeting another woman. Later, his girlfriend gave him an ultimatum to choose. He packed his bags and moved out, leaving his wife with two small children.
From the beginning, I sided with Mary. My son’s actions were irresponsible. He does pay child support, but what good is that? Kids need a father and a real family, not just money. My son didn’t listen to me, and a year ago, he married again. Everyone assumed I would accept the new daughter-in-law, but I had no such intention. Recently, they had another child, but even that hasn’t changed my attitude towards the girlfriend.
To me, my grandchildren are Mary’s kids. I don’t need other grandchildren. I even told him that. Eventually, he will come back with his tail between his legs. For now, he doesn’t come around, so I spend the holidays with Mary and my grandchildren.
I have a wonderful relationship with Mary and her children. We celebrate holidays together, call each other often, and visit one another. Mary dedicates all her time to the kids, and as their grandmother, I actively help with their upbringing: I take them in, support them financially, and help with their homework. Over the years, Mary has become like a daughter to me. Her parents live 400 miles away from our town and can’t assist her.
Now Christmas Eve is approaching. I’m preparing the meal, setting the table, and waiting for the visit from my beloved daughter-in-law and her children. I’ve baked a cake for the grandchildren and bought them gifts. Let them sing carols at my house and bring some joy to the holiday. As long as I’m able, I’ll always support them.
