This is a show we started to watch by accident… but the dynamics in the house are interesting. Usually you do not see all sides … but even though it is TV, it shows sides of each of the persons… the mother, son and girls of interest.
As a future mother-in-law, I pray that I am able to love my boys enough that when the time comes that I will let them live their lives. I hope that I keep a life that is full that I won’t feel the need to interfere or feel the need to pull them back for my own selfish purposes.
Of course what do I know? I know girls… and I know that hearts break… and I know that there is nothing mommy can do at that point.
So as I learn from my mother and mother-in-law … I continue to mentally make notes. I pray over my boys and ask God to bring into their lives women that will fulfill them ( I began to write… fulfill me… ummm). I can only raise them the best I can. I can teach them to respect, love and cherish. I can teach them to give, listen and learn to say sorry.
I can hope that they learn how to love as they watch Sanj and I love each other, as they watch us love them, as they watch us love our friends and as they watch as we love our parents.
Children learn what they live… I love that poem.
I know that they will make choices that will not be the ones I may choice but I hope that by then I will know to respect their lives… to accept their adultness and respect their choices.
So… as I ponder mother -in-laws… I pray that I will learn to be kind, quiet when I need to be and helpful. I hope that I will continue to have great girlfriends that will let me cry on their shoulders… with the sad song of “Why that girl???”
Oye. I hope that the parents of these girls are taking their responsibility now as parents seriously.
I hope… but I have to say, while I can’t imagine any girl will be a 100% good enough… I am looking forward to the ride. I truly hope that my sons are simply happy. Whatever that definition is for them… I pray that they are fulfilled.
I can’t believe I am saying this, but I really do hope that I raise young men that can stand up to me… and tell me when I am out of line. And I hope I am mature enough (by then) to step back into line.
Lots of pondering. All of a sudden… arrange marriages are looking mighty good!