My daughter was 10 years old, and I was 33 when her dad left us. I was left without help, we lived in the city and pulled my daughter on my own and put her something in life, so I made a difficult decision for myself: to go to work in Germany. I have a medical education, so I could easily find a caregiver for one grandmother. I returned when I was 45 years old, I spent 12 years on earnings. Now my daughter does not recognize me, she says that I have left her, and I have been living for her mother to live all this time with my mom in the village; I had no doubt, she is good and caring, so I could easily replace me. I did not think that there was something scary about this, because she is always under a loving look. Mom did not come a few months ago, and I returned to my home. She decided to help her organize everything, and to support each other at this difficult time.

My daughter studied in Kiev, so for the money earned I bought her a large three -room apartment closer to the center. Unfortunately, my daughter does not want to recognize me, constantly only repeating that I dropped her, that I have not visited, so my mother I have no right to call her. I try to reach her, but everything is in vain like a pea against the wall. – You left me! How do you laugh at my mother?! – repeats the daughter with the claim. – Well, what do you say? Don’t you understand that I did it all for you? At that time, one was not survived, so I had to invent something. I called you several times a week, and then I bought a phone with the camera to speak on video calls. I tried for you, I wanted you to need anything! You can live in the capital now, could I afford it if I worked here?

I am sorry that the daughter does not understand that it is almost impossible to survive in a small town with a single mother. I did not want to go there to leave her, I only wanted her to live the way I did not live. I did not allow anything in Germany, I was sent to them, that my daughter could walk to the tutors, circles to visit, the clothing is fashionable to buy the most recent electronics, and at the end also an apartment with furniture! For myself, I decided that I would stay in the rural mother’s house, but still I want to reconcile with my daughter, and she does not talk to me in principle. She is convinced that if I have left her, she can leave me now and not even listen.

It comes to what she says, as if I have never been in her life. – You do not know how difficult it is to be a mother! Here you will become it, you will understand me, then we will talk about! – And who told you that I want to become a mother? I will live for myself, I don’t need no one. Maybe these are all children now that just think about themselves and all they are bad and do not do it? Here, for example, even against, so that I arrange a personal life. My long -standing friend, a long time since the widow, began to go to me often; We talked to him, and he suggested living together; I would not mind, but my daughter became more angry, I began to shout that then all the connection with me would break. That’s and how do I be now?