I was not my DH's first "fiancée". They got engaged before he left for the service (late 60's), and she "strayed" while he was gone. We started dating when he returned, and his mother wanted him to be with "her", and made my life miserable. She constantly called me by her name, and told endless him and her stories. After about a year of dating I'd had enough, and told her off. She was very cold and aloof for awhile, but eventually came around. We dated for 5 years, and have been married 38. She became the nicest, kindest, loving, giving MIL one could have asked for. We cared for her for over 3 years when she became ill, and now that she's passed, I miss her daily. My DH is one of 4 sons. Imagine our surprise when I was specifically singled out in the will! (It was all good!!)