Grandma is worried that her daughter-in-law will send her to a nursing home, is invigorated with all her strength

We always tend to think, and that happens. anxiety. Older people seem to be even more suspicious. They begin to feel that the forces are no longer the same, there is uncertainty. Of course not everyone. But that's also why we have to tell you this touching story.



Editorial "Site" It can be subject to a variety of moods. But we all always believe in the best. No matter what happens, no matter how hard your heart is, there comes a time when there is nothing left but to smile.

Anxiety on the soul Nikitichna barely got out of bed. Years, every extra movement, and the eyes darken. Finished to the kitchen, drank water, crumbled into a bowl pasture And I went out. The chickens need to be fed, even though there are only seven of them. Then she put them in the garden, thinking with sadness that they would not be collected by the evening. Then she waved. And so in a day or two the daughter-in-law will send to the nursing home.



On the other side, a neighbor, also an elderly woman, called out, but several years younger than Nikitichny. We talked about the harvest, they say, the cabbage is good. The neighbor of the grandchildren Nikitichna praised: they came, all the potatoes were dug up. It's hard without a father, he just left. We twirled together, a healthy man, and just a year dried up and left.

Nikitich thought that she would soon be with her son. The feet are already walking, soon frost, how to survive? No firewood. I'll freeze here. Grandchildren are unlikely to help. The elder homeOnce upon a time, the youngest is also messing with two. It's a good idea to remove the potatoes.



Do not expect anything good from your daughter-in-law. It seems as if I heard from the corner of my ear, when forty days my son was doing that he was going to sell her house, and the youngest with this money to buy an apartment. And Nikitich where? Of course, the nursing home. Well, that's fine, even if it's under supervision. There's no life here alone.

It really got cold in the morning. The stove is cold, chilly. Barely forced Nikitichna to get up and through I can not go to feed the chickens. Thank God, even if you eat these chickens, you make them move. I just went out into the yard when the car arrived. Grandson. He usually arrives on Saturday and it is Wednesday. That's all, thought Nikitichna. You're right. My grandson said hello and told me to gather.



He says stop saying you're here alone, it's getting cold. Nikitichna began to lament about chickens and cabbage, but her grandson reassured her. You get ready, and I'll take care of the cabbage. And we'll do something about chickens, just this weekend. I'll ask Grandma Sonia to look after her. Let's get your things together and go.

Varvara Nikitichna sat in the room and remembered with sadness. She lived in this house for six decades, and her husband brought her here. My son was born here. Both are gone, and she's still here. I didn't know what to take. You can't take anything with you. What do you want in a nursing home? Here. photo albumAt least I will remember my life. And documents. When they sell the house, so that everything is on hand.



Some things, shoes, all things. While she was saying goodbye to the house, the grandson cut all the cabbage and dragged it into the cellar. I also picked carrots. I went to Sonka, agreed on chickens. I helped my grandmother get in the car, put her belongings in the trunk. Everything except the photo album. Nikitichna did not dare to let him out of her hands. Goodbye, home village!

When the car stopped, Nikitichna was surprised to see that they were at the house of her daughter-in-law. I guess I wanted to say good-bye before I sent them to the nursing home. My grandson helped me get out and climb to the second floor. The daughter-in-law opened the door:
- Hello, Aunt Varya! she kissed Nikitichna on the cheek. - Come in.
“Feared that the house will refuse to sell, so kindly,” thought Nikitichna.



The grandson said he was going to get things, and he and his daughter-in-law were left alone.
- Aunt Varya, we have prepared a room for you. In which Danila spent the last days, the daughter-in-law involuntarily cried. - Repaired, new closet, bed. To make you comfortable.
- Katya! So you will not give me to a nursing home? – Nikitichna only now reached the essence of what was said.
- What are you saying, mother? – through tears surprised daughter-in-law. - What nursing home?

Both burst into tears. Almost forty years of relative, but something did not work out from the beginning. Maybe Nikitichna was jealous of her son for the fact that young Katerina then took him to the city? Who knows now? The main thing is that she is a mother to her. From the excess of feelings Nikitichna immediately offered to sell the house to the younger granddaughter to buy an apartment.



- Aunt Varya, don't worry about her. She got married again, the man is good, everything is good. Why sell the house? We'll make a dacha for the whole family. There's nature, lakes, forest nearby! And chickens, laughed. I was happy at Nikitichna's heart. How is it that forty years she has been thinking nonsense about her daughter-in-law?

It's great when the walls of misunderstanding break down. Instead of thinking, thinking, we need to talk to each other more often. It is clear that we are all different, each has his own view of things. But that's what we're talking about so we can get in touch with each other. Write in the comments what you have. anxiety? And thank you for staying with us.