Taken from life. “The daughter claims that I should sell the apartment and give her money”: I'm already old

I stood in the kitchen, holding a cup of cold tea in my hands. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/bfe372/620x0/1/0/2024/11/23/wzqwqof4vkjpookcjhqp7imimx2r5xvwnjkag13a.jpg" alt = "old lady @pexels" styles = "background-color: rgba (175,176,169.1)" > < p > — Mom, it's logical. Why do you need such a large apartment ? — I said my c & oacute; looking at me like a child who must be explained to the child.

< p > — Because it is M & Amp; Oacute; J DOM & AMP; MDASH; I answered softly.

< p > — But no longer needed. You are alone, and I and Robert have a family, children. We need a larger space. < p > I watched her closely. < p > my c & oacute; rka.

< p > my pride.

< p > and now she looked at me as an obstacle.

She learned to walk in this house.

< p > I was sitting here at her & oacute; when she had a fever.

< p > It was here that I prepared Christmas dinners, packing presents, hugged her when she was sad.

< p > and now ?

< p > Now this house has ceased to have a value for her.

< P >Now he was only a property to be divided.

< p > — It is not that simple — I started to master the trembling of the voice.

< p > — Mom, I don't understand why you are getting a problem with it. You don't need money after all.

< p > — It's not about money! < p > looked at me without understanding.

< p > I devoted everything to her.

< p > I gave the best years of life.

< p > I worked on days and nights, so that she lacked nothing.

< p > And now, when I could finally rest, she wanted me to disappear.

< p > — You will sell an apartment and live in something smaller. Or & hellip; in the nursing home. < p > I froze.

< p > — At the Care Home ?

< p > — Yes. Many older people & oacute; b get there. You have a pension, you will have money from sales & Hellip; < p > then I understood. < p > I was no longer a mother for her.

I was an old problem that had to be solved.

< p > I got up and looked at her hard.

< p > — I will not sell this apartment.

< p > — Mom & hellip;

< p > — I will not sell. And I will not give you a penny.

< p > her eyes darkened.

< p > — You are selfish.

< p > I laughed bitterly.

< p > — No, Kasia. I just think about myself for the first time in my life.

< p > departed, slamming the door.

< p > I don't know if still ax < p > I don't know if he will ever understand how much she hurt me.

< p > but I know one.

< p > I will not give her home. < p > because I will not let someone I loved with all my heart & hellip; He treated me like an unnecessary piece of furniture. < br />< br />< /p >