Too Domesticated...like it's a bad thing: In-Laws

I have only met my mother-in-law once. Yet I have been married for eight years. Many would say that I'm lucky to not have the burden of dealing with the family fighting and struggle to apease both sides. So how lucky am I to not really know the woman and man who raised my husband?

I'm not sure. I guess I'm lucky enough to have met them at least once and to have hope that I will meet them again soon. I hope that I impressed them enough that they trust me enough to love their son.

My husband is from South America and his family still lives there. It is difficult for him to not be close to his family, but he has chosen his life here. Since we have been married, he has visited 4 times...once with me. Our marriage has allowed him to go back and return safely.

So, am I longing for a relationship I can't have...not really, but I do feel like I might be missing out on something...good or bad.

Anyway, these are some Stockings I'm knitting for her. By the next time we visit his family, I hope to have these completed as well as sock so for the rest of his immediate family. The women in his family were completely amazed about sock knitting. They knit sweaters and scarves, but couldn't wrap their minds around socks. Where does it begin? Where does it end? How do you knit the heel? Etc. It's craziness!