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On his 51st birthday, Dad announced that he was leaving the family, then his mother gave him only one condition.
For a modern girl, breaking up means it's forever. They ran away, and remember their name. After all, there are so many opportunities in the world, so no one is going to cry about the past. For an adult woman. return - quite another matter. In the past, things were repaired, not bought. So if a man is not bad by himself and there is no serious misconduct behind him, he still has a chance. Small, but there is.
The conclusion here can be made simple: in youth, girls think that they have a huge choice, a sea of options with whom you can connect your future life. Time, as always, puts everything in its place. And it turns out that really good and reliable men are not so many. Each of them has its own character and needs. So to waste spraying on someone unnecessary is just stupid. And time goes on without pauses and stops.
A month before my wedding, my dad turned 51. We celebrated this event in a close family circle: just him, mom and me. Dad wanted it, and my mom and I agreed with him. I didn’t want to go to the restaurant, but cook for the guests and then clean the whole evening – I don’t know. I've somehow gotten used to such movements. Sitting and talking is sometimes more helpful.
But on his birthday, he gave me the biggest surprise. We had a great dinner and listened to some music. And then he said that lately it became difficult for him to live and internal feelings he feels unwell. No, thank God for your health. But it's not morally right. And so, considering I'm getting married and finally becoming an adult, he decides to make his move. In other words, go looking for yourself.
I remember my mom just going, "What do you mean, find yourself?" But Dad was adamant. He needed to get away from his family, he needed to communicate with other people, including women. And he didn't hide it. That's how it turned out.
Then my mother, in order not to make a tantrum and take time to think, asked my father to return to this conversation the next day. He agreed, and I, still in shock, went to my home, where my beloved was waiting for me. So I didn't witness the subsequent conversation of my parents, but my mother told me afterwards.
Peels The next morning, she roasted Dad his favorite chops and asked if he had changed his mind. But Dad was adamant. His mother told him to leave if he wanted to. It's strange that he has such a desire right now, but come on. The only request is to wait a year before the official divorce. Let the year be in its place, in terms of real estate and furniture. And the father can take some money from the family budget and leave. An adult cannot be prohibited from doing anything.
That's how it happened. Dad moved into a one-bedroom apartment. He took some money, plus I think he had a stash. He lived alone as he wished. Of course, he didn't quit his job. But after it, it was not his mother who waited for him, but four walls and a lot of bachelor opportunities. He came to my wedding, by the way. And she and her mom pretended that everything was okay. But everyone involved in our family crisis felt rather uncomfortable.
The months that followed were strange. I saw Dad a couple of times in town. Sometimes he was happy and energetic, smiling. I've seen him on a few occasions. And once even with some woman. But it was clear that there was no talk of romance. Maybe I’m just protecting my inner child, who knows. However, my parents are now adults. They know how to live. I used to come to my mom to talk and support. But she didn't lose heart on her own. I certainly couldn't.
I said, “Mom, how are you?” What do you intend to do? Maybe it's time for you to get ready, too. Looking for cheaper real estate and so on? Nikita and I will help you, no problem. Whatever we can do.” But my mother said she wasn’t going to think about it. She knows my father too well and can only wait. I was a little hot then. She blamed her mother for her neglect of her own life. I forgot that my mother was a wise woman.
Yeah, as it turns out, she knew from the start what was going to happen. And eight months later, Dad got in touch again. His voice was no longer the voice of the smug master of life. He wondered how we were there, what was new. Maybe we want to meet and talk. Naturally, everyone understood. And when Dad came home for the first time in such a long time, juicy, tasty chops were waiting for him on the table. Mom says he almost cried at the time, even though Dad denies it.
The story ended on a positive note. Mom forgave Dad. And he, for his part, repented and ceased to diminish his mother's contribution to their family life. Dad can often come and clean up after work. He even started a little repair. The chops my mother cooked have now turned into seafood paste. Mommy's favorite. But now her father cooks it. To do this, he watched videos on YouTube for several hours to make it really tasty.
Well, it's all right. I asked my mom what Dad was doing all this time alone. He would never confess to me. After all, I am a daughter, no matter that I am already married, and even waiting for the first child. I'm still a child to him. My mother told me it was clear from the beginning. Who needs a man who was hit half a year ago?
Peels twenty- and thirty-year-olds were looking for a successful, wealthy man in him. But when they found out where and what he lived, their interest immediately faded. Women his age overlooked his financial affairs, but immediately tried to hang on to their responsibilities and problems. They need repairs in the apartment, help the children, something else. In short, it's all "bring-send." My dad couldn't take it. I began to look at the bottom of the bottle, even took a short vacation.
And then one day he woke up alone in an empty apartment. I knew what he had done and that it would only get worse. A couple of days came to his senses, collected the remnants of pride and willpower and called my mother. Then I think I understand. Of course, it's not like I'm totally justifying my father. But I think he will remember this lesson for life. I am also very happy that my parents are back together. Hopefully, now without any nuances.
The conclusion here can be made simple: in youth, girls think that they have a huge choice, a sea of options with whom you can connect your future life. Time, as always, puts everything in its place. And it turns out that really good and reliable men are not so many. Each of them has its own character and needs. So to waste spraying on someone unnecessary is just stupid. And time goes on without pauses and stops.
A month before my wedding, my dad turned 51. We celebrated this event in a close family circle: just him, mom and me. Dad wanted it, and my mom and I agreed with him. I didn’t want to go to the restaurant, but cook for the guests and then clean the whole evening – I don’t know. I've somehow gotten used to such movements. Sitting and talking is sometimes more helpful.
But on his birthday, he gave me the biggest surprise. We had a great dinner and listened to some music. And then he said that lately it became difficult for him to live and internal feelings he feels unwell. No, thank God for your health. But it's not morally right. And so, considering I'm getting married and finally becoming an adult, he decides to make his move. In other words, go looking for yourself.
I remember my mom just going, "What do you mean, find yourself?" But Dad was adamant. He needed to get away from his family, he needed to communicate with other people, including women. And he didn't hide it. That's how it turned out.
Then my mother, in order not to make a tantrum and take time to think, asked my father to return to this conversation the next day. He agreed, and I, still in shock, went to my home, where my beloved was waiting for me. So I didn't witness the subsequent conversation of my parents, but my mother told me afterwards.
Peels The next morning, she roasted Dad his favorite chops and asked if he had changed his mind. But Dad was adamant. His mother told him to leave if he wanted to. It's strange that he has such a desire right now, but come on. The only request is to wait a year before the official divorce. Let the year be in its place, in terms of real estate and furniture. And the father can take some money from the family budget and leave. An adult cannot be prohibited from doing anything.
That's how it happened. Dad moved into a one-bedroom apartment. He took some money, plus I think he had a stash. He lived alone as he wished. Of course, he didn't quit his job. But after it, it was not his mother who waited for him, but four walls and a lot of bachelor opportunities. He came to my wedding, by the way. And she and her mom pretended that everything was okay. But everyone involved in our family crisis felt rather uncomfortable.
The months that followed were strange. I saw Dad a couple of times in town. Sometimes he was happy and energetic, smiling. I've seen him on a few occasions. And once even with some woman. But it was clear that there was no talk of romance. Maybe I’m just protecting my inner child, who knows. However, my parents are now adults. They know how to live. I used to come to my mom to talk and support. But she didn't lose heart on her own. I certainly couldn't.
I said, “Mom, how are you?” What do you intend to do? Maybe it's time for you to get ready, too. Looking for cheaper real estate and so on? Nikita and I will help you, no problem. Whatever we can do.” But my mother said she wasn’t going to think about it. She knows my father too well and can only wait. I was a little hot then. She blamed her mother for her neglect of her own life. I forgot that my mother was a wise woman.
Yeah, as it turns out, she knew from the start what was going to happen. And eight months later, Dad got in touch again. His voice was no longer the voice of the smug master of life. He wondered how we were there, what was new. Maybe we want to meet and talk. Naturally, everyone understood. And when Dad came home for the first time in such a long time, juicy, tasty chops were waiting for him on the table. Mom says he almost cried at the time, even though Dad denies it.
The story ended on a positive note. Mom forgave Dad. And he, for his part, repented and ceased to diminish his mother's contribution to their family life. Dad can often come and clean up after work. He even started a little repair. The chops my mother cooked have now turned into seafood paste. Mommy's favorite. But now her father cooks it. To do this, he watched videos on YouTube for several hours to make it really tasty.
Well, it's all right. I asked my mom what Dad was doing all this time alone. He would never confess to me. After all, I am a daughter, no matter that I am already married, and even waiting for the first child. I'm still a child to him. My mother told me it was clear from the beginning. Who needs a man who was hit half a year ago?
Peels twenty- and thirty-year-olds were looking for a successful, wealthy man in him. But when they found out where and what he lived, their interest immediately faded. Women his age overlooked his financial affairs, but immediately tried to hang on to their responsibilities and problems. They need repairs in the apartment, help the children, something else. In short, it's all "bring-send." My dad couldn't take it. I began to look at the bottom of the bottle, even took a short vacation.
And then one day he woke up alone in an empty apartment. I knew what he had done and that it would only get worse. A couple of days came to his senses, collected the remnants of pride and willpower and called my mother. Then I think I understand. Of course, it's not like I'm totally justifying my father. But I think he will remember this lesson for life. I am also very happy that my parents are back together. Hopefully, now without any nuances.
Because of the sudden news, I decided to return from a business trip a day early, I didn’t say anything to my husband, but it was a mistake.
To open the way for money and luck, sprinkle salt on one thing, everything will change immediately.