On Monday, January 13th, my mother in law passed away.
Most girls whine about their mother in law, they dislike them, think they are controlling, wish they would keep their opinions to themselves. But this mother in law was not like those mother in laws. She told me something about being a mom that I will keep with me forever. She told me that in any situation, no matter how sensitive, I have the right to do anything I need to do to keep my children safe. I was worried about offending her because I wanted to run the vacuum before I put the baby on the floor at her house. She just welcomed the help in cleaning up and told me I had a job to do, to keep my children safe, and if that meant running the vacuum, then I should do just that.
She was one hell of a special person.
So let me share a little bit about what I learned about Julie in the time I had her in my life.
Julie knit. She made beautiful things out of strings of yarn. She was a Wiccan. She was blindingly intelligent. She gave birth to and raised three boys, of which I married the eldest. She lived in a little house in Mississippi in the time that I knew her.
|The rock in Julie's yarn|
She made a blankie that my son loves,
and one for my daughter that she sleeps with every night.
She came to see Liam when he was born.
And again just after he turned one.
We went to see her when Evie was about 6 months old, after she couldn't travel to us any more.
She inspired me to learn how to knit.
She is the one who married us.
She battled cancer with good humor and grace. She lost the fight.
She will be missed.