After getting married, she moved in with her husband, John. They lived there together for six years, during which they had two children. Life in their multi-story home took an unexpected turn when relatives moved in and never left.
Recently, my mom came to visit us, wanting to see her grandson. I asked her if she wanted some coffee. From that moment, she burst into tears: “Why are you asking? Isn’t it obvious that I’m back?”
The relationship between a mother and daughter can be complex. My mom, for instance, refuses to help me with my child because of my divorce. She says that since I couldn’t save my marriage, I must now manage everything on my own. My parents’ marriage wasn’t great either. Mom tolerated Dad’s infidelity and abuse. She was proud of her sacrifices
She wanted to share the exciting news. They were planning to buy a real house in the countryside. But buying a plot in the suburbs seemed nearly impossible. They started searching in the fall, and now, months later, she reflects on the choices they made.
Growing up, my brother and I often clashed. He’s three years younger than me, and our father almost always took his side. Especially Dad. School was a bit easier: there were no parents around, and other kids understood me and often criticized Jake for his arrogance and self-importance. Not a day went by without him mocking my interests and choices
Even my in-laws have condemned me, and my daughter-in-law shares the same opinion. Although we always got along well before, everything changed when my daughter found herself in a difficult situation.
For years, I couldn’t muster the courage to move abroad for work. It was my mother-in-law’s idea. We were in a tough spot, so I decided to go. I’ve been working in Italy for 16 years now. My ex-husband and I got married when we were very young—I was just 19. I had just finished nursing school. My parents, of course, wanted me to continue my education, but
My ex-husband is five years older than me and lives in the city. Back then, he was an average worker, but to me, he was everything.
Why? It’s simple: my parents were too busy with their own lives. They didn’t have time for me. I spent a lot of time with my grandmother and other relatives. I really missed having a close family.
– “I just got back from the lawyer’s office, finalizing my will!” After pausing to relish the surprise and curiosity of her friends, she continued, “I decided to take care of everything now because later, everyone will say…”
Twenty years ago, when my best friend suggested we move to the USA for work, I had no idea how long it would last. I was 35 then, feeling young and full of energy, but I was short on money. I had just divorced my alcoholic and abusive husband. So, with my little daughter in tow
We even considered IVF because it just wasn’t happening. But two years later, our son was born. I thought we had finally made it, but things took a turn for the worse.
