Anonymous wrote:I was one of the lucky ones. I loved her and she loved me. Multiple people at her services told me what nice things she would tell them about me.
She was 70.
I can't believe she's gone.
She sounds awesome. She is what I aspire to be someday, and I hope I have the chance.
I have the opposite situation - I can't do anything right. You would think it would be enough that we have a self sustaining, independent, healthy, happy, hard working, warm and welcoming family that never asks for anything, and has helped out the family (in some pretty amazing ways, I might add)? Nope, not in my MILs eyes. Take, take, take......