**Diary Entry**
Lately, my daughter separated from her partner and moved back into our cramped flat with her little one.
Its been a whirlwind since she came home. We live in a small apartment with my husband, and Id hoped that while shes on maternity leave, she might stay with my mother for a bitbut thats impossible now. Mum, at 68, has gone and remarried, moving her new husband in with her.
When she first called to say she was getting married, I thought she was joking. At her age? But no, it was true. Shed been alone for years after Dad passed two decades ago. I left home at 35, settled in the city with my husband and kids, visiting Mum a few times a month and on holidays.
Thankfully, shes in good health and manages the housework herself. My husband and I help with the heavier tasksweeding the garden, chopping firewoodbut she handles the rest. Now, though, shes gone and brought a man into her home. It feels like a betrayal! She shouldnt have done this to us.
My mothers new husband is an old flame from her youth, someone she reconnected with a few years back. They had a small registry office wedding in early July, followed by a modest lunch at a restaurantjust close family. We didnt go. Honestly, I find it embarrassing. What did she need this for? She could have carried on perfectly well without it. Im dead against the marriage and still cant come to terms with it.
Now theyre living together in her spacious house, while my husband and I are squeezed into our tiny flat. Her new husband has no assetsjust three children and a brood of grandchildren. Why would she do this? How could she put us in this position? Now that theyre legally married, he could lay claim to our inheritance.
My daughters here now, adjusting to life as a single mum, and I help with the baby as much as I can. My son rents a place with his girlfriend. Id thought Mums house might have been an option for my daughter, but that doors closed now.
We didnt speak for months. Then my auntMums sisterrang from the countryside and scolded me. Said we were being unfair, that Mum has a right to happiness too. That we ought to be happy for her. Worrying about inheritance while shes still alive? Thats in poor taste. But I wish someone would understand *my* side.
What if, instead of inheriting Mums house, were left with some stranger of a stepfather and his needy family, wholl surely want their share? In my eyes, Im the one in the right here. Mums the one whos wrong.
