My MIL was the sweetest lady and we got along really well. She died in 2024 and I really miss her a lot.

My MIL was lovely mostly because she was so grateful for my boring normalcy after his previous gfs. She was fantastic with the kids though too old to babysit. My FIL was very nerdy and only had a few topics that interested him and was generally quiet but benign..

My in-laws had a conversation with me and asked me how I am. They never initiate conversation with me so that was surprising.

Anonymous wrote:Tell us something they did right or nice?

Easy. They leave me alone.

They probably get off light because my first set were so awful.

Honestly, I think the biggest factor is that they are happy that he is happy.

My MIL is a saint.
She’s so involved with our many kids, and we call our in-laws mom & dad, so my kids have started calling her mom, & it’s so sweet.

Sure! I'm not going to list specifics, but my in-laws are wonderful parents and grandparents.

My MIL was a really nice lady, very careful not to violate boundaries. Sadly cancer took her too young.

My MIL loves me to death but is also batsh*t crazy, in a tedious but not malicious way. She has given so much help to me and my kids over the years, both financially and physically. DH's family are immigrants and now in her old age tells me that she is so glad I'm not from their culture so she doesn't have to hate me. DIL/MIL are very fraught in their culture, which I embraced from day one and consider partly my own now.

My in laws are/were incredible. They welcomed me into the family with open arms when I first came home with there son for a holiday in college. My family was on the other side of the country and it wasn't possible for me to go that far. MIL asked me what I loved about this holiday from when I was growing up. She asked how my family celebrated. Then she worked in some of those things into their family celebration. As a 19yr old it was really nice. Now that I am 50 with my own young adult children I can see how amazing my MIL was. She is my role model for how to build a loving extended family.

Christmas eve is my in laws fave holiday. When we had kids, we wanted them home on xmas eve and to wake up in their own beds for xmas.

So my in laws come to us— bringing everything they need to cook the feast of seven fishes too! We supply wine and desserts, MIL and grand-MIL cook. It is a very generous and wonderful thing they do, and everyone gets what they want from the holiday.

Both of my in-laws are dead. I'm not grieving. They were terrible people. My FIL was OK at times, but he was co-dependent and allowed my MIL's alcoholism to ruin his children's lives. I cannot forgive him for that. RIP, but I don't miss them, sadly.

I'm so envious of those of you who love your in-laws! I would so love to be loved by someone else's parents! That must be so joyous, and I'm so happy for you! You are blessed!

Anonymous wrote:Hating on your in laws is so trashy and low class. It reminds me of Archie Bunker.

Your posts on DCUM are pretty much Archie Bunker incarnate, so you do a great job of channeling his personality.

Hating on your in laws is so trashy and low class. It reminds me of Archie Bunker.

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Anonymous wrote:No and honestly I wish I would have paid more attention to his parents/family then I did. I probably wouldn't have married him.

I still would have married him but I was sooo naive. He’s the eldest son from a culture where that is very meaningful. I am constantly miles short of expectations for me (the wife of the eldest son moves in and becomes the household manager and caretaker, traditionally). I just did not understand the dynamic.

Raising my had to say same here. I was such a dummy and thought at first that they were nicer than my own parents, and I gave them so much love and energy to show that I was a good DIL and I thought I was doing a great job. I should have guessed that there were reasons for their relatively quick acceptance and embrace of me. I didn’t realize how much they were hiding and what I’d stumbled into. And then when DH divorced me I really saw their true colors. Terrifying people.

Ironically, a year ago I would have jumped on this thread to say kind things about my MIL. After what she’s done to me and my children, never again.