Everything for my daughter, nothing for my son. I have been married for 18 years, I married Harry back in college. I come from the countryside, my husband too, but from the capital. My mother–in–law lived in a huge house in the suburbs. Once upon a time, my mother–in-law’s husband was the chief power engineer. Their house was a full house, and they had a pond of money. They had everything on the table. So they got used to not denying themselves anything.
Then, when my husband finished school, it was a different time for the family: my father died, and we had to economize. My mother-in-law was still working, she was the deputy principal of the school, her daughter was small, and my husband went to the institute, where we met.
– Who are your parents, baby,” my mother-in-law asked me the first time we met. – A….,” she said disappointedly when she found out that my parents were just workers in one of the factories. But we planned to live separately, dreaming of earning and making it all by ourselves, so the disappointment of my mother-in-law did not particularly concern me. The main thing is that my husband and I have love and understanding.
My husband and I immediately put ourselves to work, because we have to pay rent and save up for our own apartment. We took a mortgage, I even managed to work during my maternity leave, I worked as a translator, so I took commissions at home and at night I worked on technical translations. But we also paid the mortgage on our apartment ahead of time. Eight years ago, my husband’s sister graduated from high school and entered one of the universities. My mother-in-law kept complaining:
– How my little girl will live in a dormitory, – she said to her husband, – you’re a guy, it’s easier for you, and she’s a homely, modest girl, she will be offended.
Yeah, my husband’s sister is not the kind of girl who can hurt anyone, she is 100 kg of live weight, and she is quick on the tongue and fast on the hand.
– I’ve decided to sell my house, – said my mother-in-law, – I still have some land there. I’ll sell it and buy an apartment for me and my daughter.
We helped my mother-in-law with the sale, she took a one-room flat for herself and a two-room apartment for her daughter in the city. We both lived in the one-room apartment for the time being, and rented the one-room apartment. My husband and I had no claim to the money from selling the house and land, though it was a shame: at that time my mother-in-law was still stuck on the mortgage, and we were ready with the apartment and the car.
It’s okay, I’m a man, I’ll earn,” said Harry, – with the apartment is not much left, then we’ll take the car. By ourselves.
It should be said that my husband’s mother was very prone to obesity. And with time and a sedentary urban lifestyle, this completeness became very noticeable, her weight reached 110 kg. Her daughter finished her studies, got married, and her mother-in-law moved into her one-room apartment. One day my mother-in-law got sick, we came with Harry, an ambulance was called. The doctors took her in:
– If you want to live any longer, you have to lose weight,” the doctor said flatly. My mother-in-law was discharged home with a definite improvement, she had lost 8 kg in hospital.
– Oh, even walking became easier, – rejoiced my mother-in-law, – you, daughter-in-law, now buy for me only those products that the doctors allowed, I will stick to my diet and lose weight. My husband and I were glad. I had to visit my husband’s mother almost every day or send my daughter to buy groceries and help my grandmother. My husband’s sister was on maternity leave, so I couldn’t run away from a small child. I steamed everything for my mother-in-law, but only low-fat everything. My mother-in-law was relieved at once: she lost almost 30 kilos, the doctors praised us.
Then her daughter left maternity leave to go to work, and she worked not far from her mother’s house. I started coming in and noticing the smell of fried pork. Then my mother-in-law’s refrigerator was stocked with the same old products: sour cream, butter. There are all kinds of cookies and candies on the table. – My mother-in-law says: “What will one bite do for you?
I call my sister-in-law: What are you doing? My mother has just got better, and she starts yelling at me: – You decided to starve my mother to death, try it yourself, sit on vegetables, and boiled chicken! You take money from her pension and don’t feed her!
I was offended, my husband tried to talk to my sister, but it did not bring any results:
– No need for her (me) to go to my mother anymore, and do not bring products, I myself will buy everything. You want to help – give money for drugs, – said sister-in-law.
Of course, very quickly due to wrong diet and sedentary-leaning way of life, all the lost kilograms came back, and even brought new ones.
Recently, her mother-in-law passed away, excessive weight did its work for the elderly person. And then sister-in-law and said:
– You, brother, refuse, from my mother’s inheritance, it will be fair. Your wife starved my mother, she is not worthy to use her inheritance.
My husband and I do not luxuriate, for us the money from the sale of my mother-in-law’s apartment is not unnecessary. We did not refuse, and so the sale of the house in the village, we did not get a penny, and sister-in-law filed a lawsuit and at the court repeated his heresy.
– They were not worth the inheritance, they did not give my mother any food.
And I called my mother-in-law’s doctor as a witness, and she confirmed that, yes, there was a moment when she went on a diet and her condition improved dramatically, and then, unfortunately, she went back to her former unhealthy diet.
– It was the complications that led to her sad outcome,” said the doctor.
The court dismissed the sister-in-law’s case. We sold my mother-in-law’s apartment. We divided the money, and now my husband has no contact with my sister-in-law. We are her enemy number one. She can not understand that sometimes good intentions paved a very bad road. So what now, we got used to live by ourselves, so we will continue to live that way, without any help from others
