I got out of the bus and looked at familiar streets. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/62dd43/620x0/1/0/2024/11/09/b94txnpem8wmxrw5gqknzgi1d45fpatd9bwpxyyp.jpg" alt = "woman @pexels" styles = "background-color: rgba (180,171,160,1)" > < p > I imagined this moment & ndash; back to home, to my family, to my old life.

< p > I spent 15 years abroad, licking day and night so that my children have everything I never had.

< p > I worked as a babysitter, cleaner, cook & ndash; I did everything to send them money.

< p > that they have a better life.

< p > that they lacked nothing.

< p > but now, when & oacute; I was & hellip; I was unnecessary.

< p > When I opened the door, the smell of dinner was floated in the apartment. Foreign dinner. It wasn't my kitchen. They were not my things.

< p > in the corner of the suitcases & ndash; My suitcases. And then I saw my c & oacute; rk.

< p > looked at me as she looks at the unannounced guest.

< p > — Mom ? Why didn't you let you know ?

< p > — I thought you were waiting for me.

< p > silence.

< p > — You know & Hellip; We have our lives here.

< P >My heart killed me more.

< p > — Children, I'm at home! & Amp; MDASH; I called, hoping that they would be happy.

< p > in the room appeared M & oacute; j son.

< p > ur & oacute; Sł. I didn't see him growing up.

< p > I have not seen his first work, his first love, his important moments.

< p > He looked at me as a stranger.

< p > — Mom, what are you going now ? — asked.

< p > I blinked.

< p > — Like what ? wr & oacute;

< p > — Well, & Hellip; But where do you intend to live ?

< p > where I intend to live ? it was m & oacute; j house. It was my life.

< p > and yet & hellip; There was no more place for me.

< p > — After all, & Hellip; I sent you money. Everything I had was for you.

< p > — And we are grateful to you — she said c & oacute; tone that you thank someone for a favor.

< p > for a favor. And I gave them my life.

< p > — Maybe & Hellip; Maybe better if you hired something ? — Son proposed. & Amp; MDASH; You still have some savings, right ?

< p > I looked at him in shock. Savings ? I had nothing. I gave everything.

< p > I understood one thing at the time. I only needed when I was far away. When I was sending money. When I gave up to make it easier for them.

Now, when Wr & Amp; Oacute; < p > I was a problem.

< p > I don't know where p & oacute; I don't know what I will do now.

< p > but one thing I know for sure.

< p > I will never devote myself to people who could not even wait for me.

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