This Christmas, as with every fall time holiday, we talk about how to divide our time between families. I will always spend Christmas Day with my parents. That's a given. Tim's Mom and Step-father always do the same thing EVERY Christmas. So we basically have to work around their schedule. We've invited them over many times for Christmas dinner, and they declined each time. Last years excuse was, it was too much driving (we only live 30 minute from them). Go figure. This year Tim decided to invite his Mom and Step-father over on Christmas Eve. We both were excited that she was coming and this would be the first time she's been to our home in over a year and since we completed all the home improvements. They had a party to go to that evening, so plans were they would come early that day.
His parents came in and she gives Tim a hug. I complimented her Christmas shirt. I reached up to give her a hug and she dodges me and heads for the bathroom. We sit down and begin what is to be the most uncomfortable visit we have ever had with anyone. His mother had very little to say to me. I kept glancing at Tim to see if he was aware of her behavior. We continued to make small talk about nothing special. I tried my best to start conversations with her, but she chose to give one word answer each time, so I gave up. Tim gave them our gifts. His Mom acted indifferent about her gift, which was a HP wireless printer, the one that does it all. She recently bought a lap top and expressed an interest in getting a printer. I suggested to Tim that we get one for her. It wasn't 10 minutes later, she said they had to be going. She grabbed her purse, her gift and rushed to the front door. The only way to describe how she looked is to compare it to turning on a light and watching roaches scatter. She never said goodbye to me (and I was standing right there!). She never looked back. She left in such a rush, she forgot her coat and Tim had to come back in to retrieve it. I stood there in disbelief. I told Tim I was done with her. I have tried and tried to get along with her. Anything that goes wrong, I get the blame for. I told Tim his Mom would never set her eyes on my face again and that she was not welcome in our home ever again. He was going to say something to his Mom when she was here, but said it wouldn't have done any good. His Mom will never get another opportunity to hurt me again. As far as I am concerned, she doesn't exist. When Tim wants to visit with her, he can go alone and that includes the holidays. Tim knew I was so upset over this, he emailed his Mom and told her how he didn't appreciate her disrespecting me and treating me like she did. To this day he hasn't received a response. His Mother is emotionally unstable and needs help. Seeing the kind of person she is, makes me doubly thankful I have the parents I do! Tim was ashamed she acted the way she did. He expected better. He doesn't understand why she dislikes me so much. He says she thinks no one is good enough for him. Good enough compared to who? Her? Ha! So the total time they were here visiting was maybe 30 minutes. Despite the way she treated me, this is the way she chose to spend the time she had with her son. I felt bad for him. He deserves so much better than her. He will always remember on Christmas Eve 2010, his Mother showed her ass and cheated him of spending time with her for Christmas.
I say...Good riddance to the Mother-in-Law from Hell!! Never again will you get the opportunity to hurt me, to snub me, to blame me, to ignore me. You are pitiful and I feel sorry for you. You never gave me a chance and you are the one who is missing out. We could have been such good friends and had a close relationship. You chose not to from day one and you made it your goal to see how miserable you could be to me. There is nothing you could ever say that would EVER change how I feel. You've opened your son's eyes to the real you. Now aren't you proud of yourself? You lost the respect of your son.
So to all the women out there who never had the courage to stand up to your Monster-in-Law, its not too late. Stand up for yourself. Be heard. Stand your ground. Know when enough is enough. You will feel much better cutting that knotted cord and divorcing your In-Laws. I know I do!
AN ADDITIONAL NOTE:
In case you are reading this, I HATED the birthday card you sent me. I didn't find it amusing nor funny. How could you possibly think I would find it funny considering the past we have? The only reason you even told Tim about it was to cover your ass because you knew you shouldn't have sent it. You obsessed about this card and whether or not I liked it. In the almost 5 years we've been married have you ever tipped him off to the card you were sending? No! I saw right through this and it back fired on you. And it cost you a relationship. Not that you even remotely cared about that. You should be accountable for your actions instead of acting like you did nothing wrong.
In our home, there's plenty of love, laughter, and craziness.
