When I was 20, my sister left her 2-month-old daughter with us and disappeared. When she didn’t show up for her daughter’s second birthday, my mother terminated her parental rights and took custody of the girl.
When she turned 5, she no longer remembered them. She called my mother “Grandma” and me “Mom.” That was a big blow for both of us.
My mother left me her apartment, and there we began to rebuild our lives from scratch, without her.
As for me, I never married or had children, and when I turned 40, my fiancé left me when he found out I was looking after my sister’s runaway daughter.
He said that he would have supported her if she were his daughter, but the problem was that she was a stranger to him.
After that, I didn’t try to build relationships.
I worked quietly and raised my daughter alone. She recently turned 19 and is a beautiful young woman. One day someone knocked on our door. I opened it and saw my sister and a 16 year old boy.
It turns out my sister remembered her daughter when her son needed surgery and she was considered a donor.
When her daughter was not a suitable donor and my sister’s husband found out that the boy was not his son, he threw her and the children out without any support.
My sister demanded her share of our mother’s apartment, and that’s why she showed up. You can judge me, but I didn’t even let her in the house.
I don’t need people like that in my life, and I can’t afford to let them happen for the sake of my health. So they can go their own way. She still owes me 19 years of raising her daughter.
