Yes, you read that right twice. My in-laws are arriving in town this evening for the celebration of MiddleGirl's First Communion. They can only stay one night, having responsibilities of their own for Sunday Mass in their parish, but having them here is a big treat for the kids. BigNephew will also be coming with them - JOY!!
In all seriousness, I get along swimmingly with my in-laws. I like them SO MUCH - now that we live 250+ miles from them. I think that my initial troubles in liking them was related to the fact that MIL and I are so similar. (You know what they say about men marrying women like good ol' mom?)
I was determined from the beginning to have a good relationship with them for the kids' sake, if nothing else. And that forced good will eventually DID turn into real live love for them. So it's true - pretend long enough and it WILL happen for real! At least in this case...
They are much older than my parents, being in their 70's since Hubbers was the 7th of 8 kids. My parents are in their mid- 50's. It's sad to think that it may not be long until they are unable to travel to see us since they are such vital and energetic people!
I dread the day when one of them passes into the great reward with the heaviest of hearts. Or if one of them should fall into a lingering illness or disease. With a family history of Alzheimer's, it could happen. Praise Jesus that it hasn't so far.
But Hubbers and I have already discussed caring for the remaining parent after the loss of one. In fact we decided before we married that this would be very important to both of us - caring for elderly parents. So much so that we would make it possible for that person to come live with us when the time came. (And considering that my parents are divorced and he has TWO (2) Mothers-In-Law, that's a B-I-G commitment!)
Have you given any thought to this future scenario in your own world? What would you do if one of your parental units needed care after the loss of the other?
Think on it.
Pray on it.
And while you're down there speaking with our Savior, send up a little prayer for my CurlyGirl and her First Communion on Saturday morning.