Her name was Millie and she was my ex-mother-in-law. She was arguably the best mother-in-law on the face of the earth. From the first time we met, which was a spur of the moment visit to her home, she was gracious and non-judgmental. I remember her saying to me as I left that night, to be sure to come back again. I did, and in fact never lost touch with her life through the last twenty-something years.
She loved life, even as much of it was hard for her. A widow with three young children while in her thirties, she raised them all, and raised them well. She loved being on the go, loved a good party, loved being with people. For most of the time I was in the family, she worked in Manhattan and she loved the city. In the mid-80's when her daughter and I wanted to see Springsteen, she stood in line to get a bracelet which entitled you to get a ticket. Then she returned to get the tickets. She was as much at home going to a James Taylor concert as she was a Broadway play.
Everyone loved her. She was just... Mil.
Please extend me a little slack with the song I'm using tonight, I'm taking a little poetic license with the lyrics. Really, it's just about the title and the feeling.
A beautiful song for a beautiful lady. From the Commodores and Lionel Richie, "Three Times a Lady."
Easy Journey Mil.
Sorry for your loss and the family's as well. Mil sounds like a gem who held a special place in your heart ... seems like rightfully so. xo
ReplyDeleteThanks G, kind, generous and full of life.
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