And wished her a belated happy birthday.
It seems the older I get, the more I have in common with this woman. She is a mother-in-law. And so am I. She is a grandma. And I am a grandma. She is getting older. I am getting older. Ok, that one doesn’t count. We’ve both always been getting older. But with age and new seasons of life come wisdom and understanding, and relationships change, hopefully for the better.
I’m so blessed and so thankful to be in this family and on this journey with this woman.