It was a beautiful summer day, the day of my wedding that I had been waiting for a long time.
But everything came crashing down when, before the wedding, my mother-in-law called me and said she wanted to meet because she had something to give me.
A shiver ran through my body. Why ask to meet at the last minute? I was completely shocked. You can’t even imagine what she gave me. I’ll never forget that day. The details
It was a bright summer day, and the sun was shining high in the sky. After months of planning and dreaming, my wedding was finally going to take place. Every detail had been carefully planned, every moment eagerly awaited. I was surrounded by my family and friends, ready to begin a new chapter of my life.
But just as I was about to put on my wedding dress and make my entrance, my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was a message from my mother-in-law: “I’d like to see you before the wedding. I have something very important to give you.”
A shiver ran through my body. Why ask to meet at the last minute? And why talk about a gift? I hadn’t heard of any planned exchange. My fiancé had always spoken highly of his mother’s kindness, but this sudden message disturbed me.
So I went to her house, my heart pounding, wondering what awaited me. When I arrived, she greeted me with a gentle smile, but I could sense some tension in her eyes.
She invited me to sit down, and after a long silence, she took out a small wooden box from her drawer and placed it in front of me. “I want to give you something that I’ve kept secret for all these years,” she said calmly. Intrigued, I opened the box.
Inside was an old, finely engraved watch. It was beautiful, but what struck me the most was the engraving on the back: “To my dear daughter-in-law, for a bright future.” It was a watch that her own mother had given her for her wedding, a symbolic item, a heritage passed down through generations.
I looked at her, speechless, as she continued: “It’s yours now. It’s a symbol of the love and strength of the women in our family.”
I was left without words. This gesture, so simple but so meaningful, went beyond anything I had ever imagined. My wedding had just begun with a gift that represented far more than just a material object. It was a blessing, a heritage of wisdom and tradition.
I had always thought that my mother-in-law and I were simply two women sharing a common love for one man, but this moment changed my perspective. She was offering me her support, her trust, and a legacy she wanted to pass on to me. That day, I realized she didn’t see me just as her son’s wife, but as a new member of her family, worthy of her respect and affection.
I thanked my mother-in-law, and after this exchange, I headed to the altar with a lighter heart, ready to commit not only to my husband but also to this new family that had fully accepted me.
