I joined my future daughter-in-law at her wedding dress fitting. She looked nervous, yet absolutely radiant. While she was trying on the gown, I stepped outside to take a quick call. When I returned, the shop assistant quietly said, “Watch her closely.”
Confused, I asked what she meant. She leaned in and whispered, “She’s hiding something—she thinks you don’t approve. She was talking to someone before you arrived, wondering if she should go through with the wedding.” Her words hit me like a wave I didn’t see coming.
Without hesitation, I walked up to my daughter-in-law and wrapped my arms around her. I told her how much I loved her and how deeply I looked forward to calling her my daughter. Her face softened, and tears welled up as she whispered, “Thank you. That’s all I needed to hear.”
That moment changed everything. She married my son with joy in her heart, and five years later, they’re still thriving. Now, I’m about to become a grandmother, and she’s the daughter I never knew I needed. I couldn’t be prouder to call her family.