This struck a very deep chord with me. You see the people there did not know me at all but welcomed me into their home as if I was born into the family. Never in my life have I felt so accepted and loved. We went to several of these gatherings over the years. It was always the same. Further, Michelle’s mother over the years did not treat me as a son in law, but as her own son. As her time grew near to depart this life our bond grew more and more, that was Mary. I am almost ashamed to say it, but I loved her as much, if not more than my own mother. You see I was blessed to have “two moms”.
As I write this the tears are flowing hot, but this is tempered with the wonderful memories of a family that took me in as their very own.