I discussed this post with my husband and he's okay with me writing it. Despite my best efforts and the fact that I've been writing it in my head over and over, I probably won't be able to convey my feelings adequately. I'm not going to presume to know what my husband or the other members of his family are feeling. So this post is more of an effort for me to therapeutically write out my feelings and preserve them so that someday when my daughters ask about their Grandma, I'll be able to share with them. Let's face it. The human mind is so unreliable. Even with the best effort, we sometimes lose memories that we try so desperately to keep.
|Suzy in high school|
Of course when I was a little girl, I imaged what my married life would be like. Those thoughts came complete with anxiety over my relationship with my in-laws...I do mean anxiety. I was dreading having a mother-in-law. Early on while Mark and I were dating, I had a pretty strong suspicion that he was the man I was going to marry. When I met his mom, my fears of a future mother-in-law were erased. Never once in the entire time we dated nor during our marriage did she make me feel like anything less than a friend and daughter. She allowed me to accompany her and Mark on a road trip from California to Texas one of the first times I was around her. She opened her home to me and my dog while I was looking for an apartment after college. She was a lot of fun to be around and she brought the party with her. Always.
|My mom, me, Mark, Suzy |
Texas Tech graduation May 2006
Unfortunately, Suzy was sick most of our marriage. In the eight years that I've known Mark, Suzy was sick for five of them. Most of the other years we were living in a college town 6 hours away. It really prevented me from getting to know her the way I would have liked. But, make no mistake...I love and am going to miss my mother-in-law.
|Chloe and Suzy|
My favorite photo of the two of them.