When I saw Natalia for the first time, I thought my son couldn't hit better. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/42eac1/620x0/1/0/2025/02/15/rcxj9fztolzpzez3c45zekymjw1g05yg1qnao.jpg" alt = "old lady @pexels" styles = "background-color: rgba (138,137,132,1)" > < p > It was warm, smiling, full of life. In her eyes I saw love for Filip and believed that they would be happy together.

< p > I took her to a family with an open heart.

< p > I treated her like my own C & Amp; Oacute; RKA.

< p > I didn't know that one day he would take my son.

< p > from the beginning I tried to be the best mother -in -law.

< p > — You want a recipe for a cheesecake, which Filip loves ? — I once asked her when they first came together for dinner.

< p > — Of course, Mrs. Ania! & Amp; MDASH; she said with a smile.

< p > — Simply & ampquo; mom & rdquo; & Amp; MDASH; I corrected it.

< p > m & oacute; j son was my world, so his wife became its part.

< p > I wanted her to feel at our family at home.

< p > I didn't know that I would become a problem for her.

< p > first small changes came.

< P >& Amp; MDASH; Filip, you can't still call your mother. You now have your own family.

< p > — Filip, we don't have to go to your mother for Christmas, my parents also want to see us.

< p > — Filip, maybe it's better for us to spend the weekend only for two ?

< p > I didn't suspect anything wrong.

< p > but in time I saw my son less and less often.

< p > his phone rang less and less often.

< p > until finally & Hellip; stopped calling at all.

< p > I didn't know what happened.

< p > one day I went to them.

< p > Natalia opened the door and looked at me coldly.

< p > — What are you doing here ?

< p > I was surprised.

< p > — I just wanted to visit you & Hellip; see Filip & Amp; Hellip;

< p > sighed and looked at me as if I was an unwanted guest.

< p > — Filip has no time now.

< p > — But after all & hellip;

< p > — Mrs. Ania & Amp; MDASH; She interrupted me, folding my hands on my chest — maybe it's time to understand that Filip now has his family.

< p > — After all & hellip;

< p > — We are no longer children. We can't still run to mommy.

< p > fooling me.

< p > m & oacute; j son & hellip; m & oacute; j beloved son & hellip;

< p > if he thought so ?

< p > whether she told him ?

< p > Since then, months have passed.

< p > does not call.

< p > does not come.

< p > He doesn't remember about my birthday, Christmas, nothing.

< p > I don't know what I did wrong.

< p > I don't know when I lost him.

< p > I only know that I gave him all my heart.

< p > and now he threw me out of his life as if I never existed in him.

Natasha Kumar

By Natasha Kumar

Natasha Kumar has been a reporter on the news desk since 2018. Before that she wrote about young adolescence and family dynamics for Styles and was the legal affairs correspondent for the Metro desk. Before joining The Times Hub, Natasha Kumar worked as a staff writer at the Village Voice and a freelancer for Newsday, The Wall Street Journal, GQ and Mirabella. To get in touch, contact me through my natasha@thetimeshub.in 1-800-268-7116