In the middle of an argument, my daughter blurted out what I was afraid to hear, and it made me act.

Family budgeting He does not tolerate approximate calculations. Everything should be clear, clear and clear. So that at any time you can look at the figures and assess whether the family has enough money for future purchases and other financial investments. Unfortunately, many couples simply do not understand this. They don’t take their losses and profits seriously enough. As a result, their subsequent plans for the future may simply not come true, which of course will lead them to numerous mutual misunderstandings and even quarrels. This is what happens most often in life.



Interestingly, with age, most people become wiser and acknowledge their own past omissions. They even regret them. But then it is too late, and the lost, of course, can not be returned. This is how fools learn from their own mistakes, and truly intelligent people learn from others. However, in the moment, unfortunately, few people can understand them.

So, I can say with all responsibility that in my youth I was a rather heavy person who did a lot of stupid things and lost a huge number of options to live a normal life. Now I'm 58 years old and I realize it's a spoon to eat. But I can't get that little bit of maternal wisdom into my only daughter's head. And that's my main problem.



My husband and I separated when Angelica was 12 years old. I wanted to live according to my plan, and my then husband could not provide for this life. I sawed him around the clock, tried to somehow encourage financial exploits. But it's only in women's magazines that everything happens like a fairy tale. And in real life, a person can get tired, resent, become angry and, in the end, simply leave the family.

Despite the divorce, I made sure that the ex paid me decent alimony, and the apartment my daughter and I kept. At the time, I thought I was going in the right direction. She was relatively young and full of energy. I was hoping to find a new man with whom Angelica and I would be comfortable at home. We have only one life and we need to live it. You know, in general.



But in reality, everything was not as rosy as I had planned for myself. Despite my relative youth, men flatly refused to notice me. Because I already had my own child. Yes, for short-term intrigues, there was at least plenty. But to build a relationship with a woman who has, as they called it “trailer” – this no one wanted. And I didn’t want to have any connections with people who had this kind of thinking.

As time went on, my daughter became an adult. I had already given up on my own aspirations and wanted only one thing out of life - peace of mind. But I could not help but notice that Angelica and I began to live in the same apartment. She had already learned, found a job. But there was no talk of any young man. And during our next dispute over some nonsense, the daughter herself did not restrain herself and gave the phrase, they say, she will remain an old maid until old age, since she has nowhere to even bring a man.



I wanted to answer her complaint immediately. The fact that it's actually a man bringing the bride into the house. It's not nice to talk to your mother like that. But she held back in time. I remember myself in her years. She was right to some extent, I have to admit. That conversation was probably the reason I left for another country. No, not as a tourist like you. I went to work as a guest worker. Make some money and give Angelica some space. In the hope that this action will at least affect our relationship as a mother and daughter.

Five years have passed and God is with them. I worked constantly on my feet in a catering establishment. No one felt sorry for me, but I knew what I was doing. During this time, Angelica really found a husband and I even managed to meet him via video link. Today, when I'm home and I realize the worst times are behind me and I have something in my pocket, the only thing I care about is the future of my child.

You see, maybe it's my sins, maybe it's our karma, but at the moment, my daughter seems to be in the position of her own father. At the time he lived with me and had to indulge all my whims. Angelica loves her husband and constantly spoils him. My father-in-law and I moved into a small apartment so that they could live separately and build their independent future. And that's great, and that's why I actually left the country.



But, on the other hand, I am very confused by some moments in my daughter’s life. She works from morning to evening, while my son-in-law's day doesn't even reach the standard 8 hours. But at the moment they are saving him for the car and, attention, so that he can get the license. Yes, my daughter really has to give up part of her salary so her husband can learn to drive.

And that’s not to mention my son-in-law’s mother, who, once a week or more, is constantly trying to tell me to invest more in her son’s future. One way or another, I’m “with the money.” But when I say that I can help my son-in-law or my pilgrimage with work abroad, the conversation somehow comes to naught. No one wants to work away from home. It's amazing how that works.



Have I ever been so nasty and frivolous before? But after all, the duty of a woman is somehow to inspire, to force her man to perform male acts. Only after looking at myself from the outside did I realize that I deserved such a life for myself. But my daughter is still very sorry...