Today, I’ve invited my former daughter-in-law and grandchildren over for Christmas Eve, but I’ve asked my son not to come. I’m preparing traditional mince pies, setting the table, and eagerly awaiting their visit. I’ve baked a cake for the grandchildren and bought them gifts. Let them bring some joy to the festivities with their laughter and carols. As long as I can, I’ll always be there to support them.
While setting up for Christmas dinner, I couldn’t resist calling my former daughter-in-law to invite her over with the grandchildren. I requested that my son not attend. I had made it clear to him long ago, after his divorce from his first wife, that no one else would take her place because my daughter-in-law is Mary.
My son divorced five years ago. It was very irresponsible since he left for another woman when his youngest child was just a few months old. Before that, he’d been deceiving his wife for quite some time.
While Mary was handling everything with two kids, my son was supposedly working late, though in truth, he was with another woman. Eventually, his new partner issued an ultimatum, forcing him to choose. He packed his bags and moved out, leaving his wife with two young children.
From the start, I sided with Mary. My son’s behavior was irresponsible. He does pay child support, but what does that achieve? Children need their father and a real family. Ignoring my advice, my son remarried a year ago. Everyone expected me to accept his new wife, but I had no intention of doing so. Even after the birth of their new baby, my feelings toward his partner haven’t changed.
To me, my grandchildren are Mary’s children. I don’t need other grandchildren. I even told him that one day, he’ll come back, tail between his legs. For now, since my son won’t come, I’m spending the holidays with Mary and my grandchildren.
I have a great relationship with Mary and her kids. We celebrate holidays together, call frequently, and visit each other. Mary devotes all her time to the kids, and as their grandmother, I actively support her: I take the kids to my place, help financially, assist with their homework. Over the years, Mary has become like a daughter to me. Her own parents live 400 miles away and aren’t able to help.
Now, Christmas Eve is approaching. I’m making mince pies, setting the table, and waiting for my lovely daughter-in-law and the kids. I’ve baked them a cake and bought presents. Let them sing carols here and brighten up the holiday. I know I’ll always support them as long as I can.
