I helped my son and his wife save rent by taking them in. A year later, my daughter-in-law wants to put me in a nursing facility. She remarked, “I’m pregnant, so we need your room for our baby!” I grinned. However, my son and DIL froze when I confessed I had made my own arrangements that night.
They first didn’t get. I didn’t snap or quarrel. I calmly informed them things would change. Their faces showed perplexity and fear. They probably believed I meant I’d resist or lost my mind.
No, I hadn’t.
Let me rewind. Nathan and Clara, my only son and his wife, entered my home and heart a year ago. They struggled financially. Rent had risen, and they were drowning in college loans and credit card debt. When they begged to move in “just for a few months,” I readily agreed.
“I have a spare room and a big heart,” I smiled. “Make it work.”
Everything was nice at first…
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