But I always believed we would grow old together.
The only person who never truly accepted our marriage was my mother-in-law, Evelyn.
She’s now 96 years old.
From the very first day of our marriage, Evelyn believed I wasn’t good enough for her son.
Even on our wedding day, she told me:
“Remember this, Margaret. A man can have a thousand wives, but he only has one mother.”
I’ve never forgotten those words.
Over the years, I tried to maintain a good relationship with her.
Whenever she was sick, I took care of her. Whenever she needed help, I was the first to arrive.
But she rarely thanked me.
Three years ago, when my mother-in-law could no longer live independently, our family decided to move her into a nursing home.
Robert took that decision very hard.
I was worried too, but at least she received professional care around the clock.
