When my wife (Japanese) and I approached my mother-in-law to get her blessing to get married she would have none of it. (Dad had passed years before but I still felt it was important.
We met her on Saturday in Nagasaki. On Sunday my wife’s sister’s were packing her apartment in Osaka. On Monday her boss told her he was sorry to hear that she wasn’t going to be able to stay with them any longer (mom-in-law talked to her aunt who called her boss saying there were some family matters that Yumiko had to take care of at home).
I had to deploy shortly. So she moved in with her youngest sister for a bit. When I got back we moved her up to my apartment. Ship went out for an exercise, I flew her in to Hawaii, we got married. Mom-in-law basically disowned her.
Few years passed. Had our first child. Mom-in-law found out from the sisters. Called and asked if she could see the baby. Told my wife, ABSOLUTELY - IF she accepts me. She was ecstatic - not even her first grandkid.
Few years later her youngest sister got married. Traditionally in Japan, since my wife is the oldest sibling and there are no sons, then I am kinda the “head” of the family. Guess who gave the sister-in-law away at the wedding. That was her mom’s way of telling EVERYONE that she had accepted me.
If we lived in Japan then her mom would be living with us instead of with her sister. I invited her here, but she said she’s too set in her ways and would miss home too much.
It’ll be 28 years come June for us.
It’ll be 28 years come June for us.
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Blessings abound!!
That’s a nice story with a happy ending. I like happy endings.
nice ending.
That is an interesting life history. Congrats on 28 years!