I just got off the phone with my Mom. She's having a very happy b-day and loved the flowers we sent her at work. Somehow, we wound up talking about my husband. Now, Mom didn't think too much of him when we first started dating. Well actually, Mom didn't think too much of him for the first few (several) years that we were dating. She has come to think highly of him of course and agrees that I made the best possible choice, but at first I just don't think he was what she had pictured for me.
On March 1st, Mom had a hysterectomy, thanks to a cancer scare that praise be turned out to be just a scare. The day after her surgery, Chris happened to be near the hospital for a meeting and he went to visit her and walked with her around the floor, pushing her IV pole. Now, Chris still avoids addressing my parents in any situation which would require him to call them by name, so that was kind of a big step for him. I think it was also the thing that convinced Mom once and for all that he was a good guy who would treat her girl right. I think that was the day she went from liking him well enough to loving him.
We've had our problems like everyone else, but when it comes down to it I made the right and the only choice in marrying the man I married. It's nice to know that Mom finally agrees with me.