She raised her three children alone without a husband, and at her old age she was left all alone. All three of them are separated, and the youngest daughter lives abroad. I don’t remember when we all got together anymore. They call often, but they come once a year. As time passed, I understood that the children arranged the order of their visits to their mothers, they still have a conscience, they have not completely forgotten. But how could they not want to meet all together in the house where they spent their childhood, where their mother lives?
I never thought that having three children and six grandchildren, I would complain about lonely old age. And everything started out so happy…
I married for love, had children, got an apartment. When my little daughter was 6, my husband took advantage of her and left for someone else. I survived everything for my kids’ sake. I am 72 now, my ex-husband is no longer in this world. Gone and the resentment against him, there is only emptiness in the soul. I walk in the park in my small town, feed birds and watch other people’s children and grandchildren. I wish I could just walk up and talk to a stranger. I miss communication so much. My neighbors are all young people, they don’t care about me, and I don’t know everyone.
Yesterday I told my eldest daughter on the phone that the worst thing is loneliness. She replied that I could only envy me, I live without problems and worries. And she has a job, a family, a dacha, and grandchildren. I thought that maybe I could find a place for them, and maybe I would be of some use. But you won’t impose, will you?
I live in the fact that the kids are doing well. And I don’t have long to be bored in this world.
