After the divorce went to work in Italy to distract, returned home for the first time in 10 years and stunned

Relationship between children and parents They may not be equal at some point. No, we do not mean a situation where the child is really young and, in fact, dependent on mom and dad. The problem can arise later, when an older and already quite independent child literally sits on his neck and hangs his legs.

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The moment of growing up children is quite difficult to catch. It is all the fault of emotions, parental instincts, and sometimes unwillingness to accept the fact that your child has to somehow progress through life. Mothers, for example, are very sympathetic to children in most cases, but their intervention is not always appropriate. A story from the life of our reader.

Relationship between parents and children Hello everyone, my dear. My name is Anna Alexandrovna. I want to share my story with you, I don’t know if it will be interesting or not. But still.

A year later, I came to my homeland, where I haven’t been for 10 years. I went to work, to Italy. To be honest, I saw a lot of things there. She looked after the elderly and looked for an apartment several times. I was betrayed by my compatriots and helped by local, completely unknown people. I was robbed in the street.



Life abroad is certainly beautiful. It is clean air, beautiful sea, hot sun and very high quality food. Honestly, when I came home, I paid attention to the quality of the products in the first place. It is very expensive to find something delicious and not chemical. You need to go to special stores, pay a lot of money and still not the fact that they will not be cheated. In Italy, bread costs a penny, but I have never seen such a test.

But if you come not for vacation, but for work, and save every penny - it will be very difficult for you. I think in any country. You will also need friends and support. And in my case, there was neither. It was only over time that I met good people and it became much easier.

Every month I sent most of my salary to my adult son. He was 23 at the time, but I thought he was mature enough for his age. I sent this money with the assumption that he would do the repairs, hire good craftsmen, buy quality materials, and I would come to a completely different place.



That's basically what it was. During my absence, my son really grew up, found a wife and became a father. Every time I looked at his picture, I shook. Well done, I didn't become my father. He became a man and is now raising children. This, I will tell you, is a great joy for any mother.

I got into my personal life, too. But at a distance. I began correspondence with a former classmate and, concurrently, my childhood affection. He became a widower and launched himself. He began to grieve and completely went off the rails. We talked about all sorts of nonsense first. I told him to take care of himself, find a hobby. But at his age, it is difficult for a man to rebuild.

Over time, he began to share with me his successes, changes, and I again flared up feelings for this man. He was the only one waiting for me at the airport. My son and daughter-in-law were very busy. No reason. I was even more angry with them the day they met.

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On this unfortunate day, I did not come alone to my apartment. She has, of course, completely changed. Stylish repairs, tech. My son got a car. Apologies, they say, Mom, I'm sorry. I couldn't find you, so I'm stuck. I first wanted to ask why the boss wouldn't let him go, but I just heard her daughter-in-law giggling.

It turned out that my son not only bought himself a car, made repairs, played a good wedding. He lived on them without delaying anything. Just existed. And he wasn't interested in work. He, you know, likes to draw. I have devoted most of my time to this. I've seen these drawings: ointment. At least he was an artist. But my son didn't.



I packed some things and went to my man's. Only the grandkids got the hotel. It turned out that my son expected to get money on arrival, to exchange my apartment for something more interesting. Yeah.

Now I live with a former classmate. He's got his cockroaches, too, but he's a great guy overall. Trying, cooking. Recently, my son called me, and I talked to him four times. He asked me to help with his grandchildren because his new job was starting to take a lot of time and his wife was not coping. I said no.



My grandkids are sorry, but they won't remember me when they grow up. They have their mom and dad. And I have my man. I'm so glad I stopped sending so much money home in recent years. I kept a little bit of old age. I knew it. Now it's my turn to rest. I am not going to do any more cleaning and cleaning.