My family grew up next to hers so she was always known as the lady next door. Always giving a polite wave and hello when she saw us in the front garden.
She came over one day and gave my sister and I books and lego that her sons had enjoyed when they were younger. One evening I drew her a picture and proudly trotted next door to hand it over. It was a hideous mess on paper by a 5 year old but she made a quite a fuss over it.
She and her husband moved many years later but were still close by.
And some time after that they became my mother-in-law and father-in-law.
I haven’t drawn for her again (I think she is grateful).
We have enjoyed many holidays over the years together with a lot of fun and many laughs along the way. We’ve swam together in Valley of the Waves, walked around golf courses in Sun City (watching our hubby’s), had loads of family dinners (we are always the loudest table) and she has even tried to teach me bowls (along with my father-in-law’s endless patience).
When we visited Aquila Private Game Reserve a few years ago, my mother-in-law and I were the only two in the pool that afternoon.
She has a social calendar which people half her age would struggle to keep up with. Bowls, bingo, cards, walking and the loads of helping out she does for other people. She is always on the move.
My MIL is one of the toughest people I know. Her no-nonsense attitude and ability to look on the bright side of things is enviable to say the least.
Today she is having a massive operation while a surgeon cuts away at her colon and removes what needs to be taken out. She will then find out how bad the malignant cells are, if they have spread and what treatment is to follow. Already she has been told that she will need chemo which we all know is horrendous. She is supposed to stay in hospital for 5 – 7 days to recover. I just pray and hope that today goes smoothly and that the Dr has good news regarding recovery and treatment.
It has obviously been a very stressful time – the waiting is the worst. The op is this afternoon and I just want for it to be over and for her to start healing and getting better.
She needs to.
Because she is the fearless lady I’ve known my whole life and we all need her to kick this illness in the ass and send it packing.
Love you Mom, please remember you’ve got this. Cannot wait to see you tomorrow.
ps thank you for those books and the lego all those many years ago. Mark only found out the other day that my sister and I were the lucky recipients.
“So that was where I lego went” were his words.