Taken from life. “After years of working on the plot, the mother -in -law said that she would write all this to her second son”

For over ten years we spent every spring and summer with my husband on his mother's plot. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/a70a71/620x0/1/0/2025/03/27/7ocbvjklibjhkvrz5DRG3GBHQ8MF0KSPXKNTAH.JPG" alt = "old lady @pexels" styles = "background-color: rgba (177,162,158,1)" > < p > Earth was neglected, the gazebo leaked, trees not cut for years.

< p > We got it with all our heart. With our own hands, we changed the ruin into paradise & ndash; piece by piece.

< p > every weekend & ndash; regardless of the weather & ndash; We spent there. < p > we kicked, planted, built, renovated. < p > in winter we went to feed the birds, in the summer we pulled the weeds to dark.

< p > mother -in -law liked to sit on a bench under the apple tree and m & oacute; whale: < br /> & amp. & AMP; BDQUO; But you did it beautifully. I never thought that this piece of land could look like this. “& Amp;

< p > I thought he appreciated.

< p > I thought he knew how much it means to us.

< p > I thought & hellip;

< p > but I was wrong.

< p > Last week, during a family dinner, she said it with coffee: < P >& Amp; MDASH; & AMP; BDQUO; Anyway, I will save the plot Staszek. He was always closest to the heart. & Amp;

< p > I froze.

< p > staszek & ndash; My husband's younger brother & ndash; He was on the plot maybe three times in a decade.

< p > once he was overwhelmed by the flower, he complained for the second time that the mosquitoes, the third time suggested to plow it all and sell it all. ~ 60 > < p > and now & hellip; He is to get everything.

< p > — & like it ? but we have been dealing with it for years! ” & Amp; MDASH; I broke free.

< p > mother -in -law shrugged: < br /> & ~ mdash; & because you have a husband, home, children. He will be more useful. < p > as if our whole commitment was nothing.

< p > as if years of work were only a seasonal favor.

< p > my husband lowered his eyes.

< p > said nothing.

< p > and it hurt the most.

< p > that even he couldn't stand on our side.

< P > Wr & oacute; I looked home and looked at the photos from the plot:

< p > children playing among < p > grill with friends & oacute; łmi under the gazebo, which we rebuilt ourselves.

< p > first tomatoes, which I was able to grow.

< p > all this & hellip; It was mine.

< p > but formally & ndash; nothing. < p > emotionally & ndash; broken. < p > I don't go there today. < p > I do not water, do not cut, do not care.

< p > not because I stopped loving this land.

< p > but because I do not want to cultivate something that someone else writes without a word of gratitude.

< p > You can't build life for someone else's property for years — Especially when this property does not know the word & ampquo; justice &.