“As they grew older, the children remembered they had a mother, but I will never forget how they treated me. When my husband left with a young woman, the children sided with him because he was a respected man, the director of a large company. For many years, they forgot about me, and I was left completely alone. Recently, my ex-husband passed away, and it was revealed that he had left all his assets to his young wife.
The children then remembered me. Since then, they have been visiting me often, but I know why… Recently, my daughter started to speak in hints, saying it was time to think about the future, the will. None of them suspect the surprise I have prepared for them. They will all discover it after my death.
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The years flew by, and for a long time, I felt lost, as if I were at the end of the world. My children always saw me as an outsider, as though we spoke different languages.
When my partner and I separated, it was the final blow to our relationship. They sided with my husband because he was an influential man, a respected director of a large company.
And, honestly, it was more beneficial to be with him. And me? I was left alone. An abandoned wife, a neglected mother.
The children quickly forgot about me, and I only learned of their vacations with their father and his young wife through mutual acquaintances. They traveled together to distant countries, dined at luxury establishments, and made plans for the future.
While I stayed in my small, empty apartment. The news hit me like shards of glass.
One day, I realized that I had to live for myself. I left Europe to work abroad. For the first time in many years, I felt a sense of freedom.
At some point, I had enough money to change my life. I returned home, renovated my apartment, bought new furniture and appliances, and saved money for my old age.
Meanwhile, my children started their own families. I learned that everything was going well for them: prestigious marriages, children, celebrations. But an unexpected event occurred: my ex-husband died of a heart attack. He left all his assets to his young wife. My children found themselves with nothing and remembered me.
At first, they started giving me small gifts. They brought me treats, fruits, and inquired about my health. I welcomed them with a smile, but deep down, I knew each one of them had an agenda.
Now, I am seventy-two years old. I am in good health, full of energy, and happy with my life. However, recently, my daughter started speaking in hints, saying it was time to think about the future, about the will. A few weeks later, my granddaughter, who had recently married, came to see me.
— Granny, don’t you think you’re getting bored living alone here? she asked me with great curiosity.
— No, I feel very comfortable here, I replied.
— But the house is so big, she continued, I think it’s hard to clean, right? Wouldn’t it be better if my husband and I moved in with you? That way, it will be more pleasant for you, and easier for us – we won’t have to pay rent anymore.
I laughed. Their reasoning was clear.
— Who said you wouldn’t pay? — I replied coolly: I’ll give you a big discount. She was very surprised. She thought I would open the doors of my home to her family and say, “Take everything, I’m satisfied.” But I had another plan.
A few years ago, I made my will, in which I clearly stated that my apartment would be sold after my passing, and the proceeds would go to a fund for children suffering from an illness.
When my daughter learned about this, she was furious. She called me, shouting that I was too unfair, that I was taking away the future of my grandchildren. Then my son came, and gently hinted that he would be willing to take me in. But their “affection” didn’t move me.
And you, if you were in my place, would you allow your granddaughter to live in your apartment?”