I had a mil and a step mil and .........

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I miss them both. Both sadly now passed away.
Mil was an incredible woman who welcomed me into her family with open arms, ALWAYS checked with me with anything to do with the dc - even tho she was a retired paediatric nurse and was kindness personified.
Smil was a lot more circumspect at first but over the years we grew to love each other. She loved my dc completely ( and my dh.)
I know some MIL' s are horrors btw.

My Mil was lovely, raised an amazing son (my DH obvs). She died when I was in my first trimester so never met DS. She'd had Alzheimer's for years, we told her about our wedding and pregnancy, showed her photos. She would have loved DS as he has 'spunk' compared to the other dgc (Bil has 5) who are rather like potatoes, no interest in anything/anyone.

Anyhoo, she was lovely and I miss her a lot. DH's Mil on the other hand.....

My DMIL was amazing; she was so relieved that her son had at last got married that I was welcomed into the family with open arms, thankful that someone would have him! In those days he was on the shelf in her eyes! He was 25 when we met! She was lovely.

Lovely previous posts.

I never met my MIL (or FIL come to that) because she died a few years before I met my DP. She sounds as though she was such an interesting and kind woman, and my DP misses her hugely. I feel extremely sad that she never knew that her lovely son met somebody in the end and that they have a much loved child. I wish I had had the chance to get to know her. It brings tears to my eyes writing this.

My MIL died a year before I married DH. She was a gem. The last words she said to me, when she was laying there slipping in and out of consciousness, were ‘Are you ok?’

I wish I’d known her for longer. Lovely woman.

I love my MIL. We’re very different people but she’s always been welcoming and loving towards me because she knows I make her son happy. My own mother is a living nightmare so it’s nice to have one motherly figure in my life.

My MIL died last week and we have her funeral next Thursday. She was an amazing woman who loved her 6 dgc and was never anything but welcoming to me. We all miss her. There’s a big gaping hole in our family right now.

My MIL was lovely. She had 9 children - my husband was the eldest. She was still having children after my DC were born so they have an aunt and an uncle who are younger than they are. She just loved children, and always welcomed the DC ( and us) into her home. She ended up having 26 grandchildren and she never forgot one birthday. What a sweet woman.

I had a lovely MIL who also came and helped us out. When we bought our first house her and FIL helped with gardening, decorating etc. Helped with the children, took time off when they were born, not to meddle or take them for constant cuddles, but helped with housework, cleaning, did ironing, freed me to do the school run, etc. just made everyday life easier than it would have been without her.

Helped with car repairs when dh had lost his job, invited us up for meals, we went out sometimes - to Alnwick castle, National Trust places etc.

She was just lovely. But taken away two years ago this Christmas, far too soon, by a devastating illness that robbed her of her mobility and dignity and there was nothing anyone could do about it. Thankfully we have many happy memories of her from over the years.

My mil died two years ago. I am dp's second lt partner (he had two dc with ex) but she was warm and interested in me, happy that dp was happy. I wish I had got to know her better. Pretty close to 3 mil too, despite both of our faults. I don't think you can have too many people to love or love you in your life

I don't think you can have too many people to love or love you in your life
That's lovely @WhatWouldJohnSay , I totally agree.

My DMIL was amazing and I miss her every day. PILs had tried for a baby for 17 years both coming from big families (11 in DMIL , 7 in DFIL) with babies everywhere. Were sent away at 37 and 41 as too old. Decided to be everyone's fave auntie and uncle. They so were so when DH arrived the parties were family legend. Everyone joked that she'd be a terrible MIL to whoever "stole" her golden boy.

She proved them wrong. Was supportive never intrusive and the most loving Granny my DDs could have wanted. It's been 12 years I wish I could hear her voice just once. I have scraps of her writing and her sewing box. She would be in hysterics watching me try to sew. At least she was spared watching DFIL descend into vascular dementia.

My MIL was smashing. Coincidentally, she had a MIL and a SMIL too (father in law's parents divorced and remarried), with whom she got on well.

My MIL was wonderful too. Always supportive, never demanding. Just loved to be involved with dd. Dd spent a day there every week from babyhood. Once dd was at school, MIL continued to collect her from school one day a week. Their bond was so deep and wonderful for both of them. She died 6 months ago at a sadly young age.