It so happened that my son’s family always lived with me. I liked that we were living a big and friendly family. With the daughter -in -law, they never diced, on the contrary, helped and listened to each other’s thoughts. The son and daughter -in -law has three children. I always helped them with them. It was that with the daughter -in -law, the lyrics were taken together to keep track of the child. Everyone brought money to the house. They never divided them and did not count who brought them more. Due to the constant vanity, I wanted me to retire sooner. When it finally happened that all the household chores lay on me, and I was glad. In the morning she woke up, prepared breakfast for the daughter -in -law and son, sent them to work, then engaged in grandchildren.

It was always what to do, and I had an hourly schedule, because children needed to be taken away and taken from sections or circles. My happiness lasted not forever: I once got sms from my son. Apparently, she was not intended to me. “Not only that my mom sits on me, she also needs to buy lyrics.” My world fell after read. I didn’t expect my native son to think of me. I gave them all my pension, looked after the children, did everything around the house, and he thought about me. Liki some I get for free, we have one for pensioners. Talking with my son, I told him that I forgive. But everything was squeezed inside. She could no longer live with them.