After retirement, I looked at many things from a different perspective. This often happens – you start looking at the stages and events in your life in a completely different way. People of our age have much more life experience. They teach young people not to make mistakes.
But in my old age, I decided to live for myself. I had already given almost all my life to my children, husband, and work. I quickly got married and had children. Later, I worked tirelessly all my life. My husband and I never went on vacation, we were always saving money for something. I also spared money for myself, but our children had everything. And now, at the age of 77, I am no longer needed. My husband is long gone…
But my children behave in my apartment as if they were at home. For example, two months ago my daughter Marta moved in with her granddaughter and her husband. After all, their apartment is located near an infrastructure facility, and it’s not safe for them to be there at this time. My granddaughter is also six months pregnant. Marta did not take them in because she lives with my son-in-law in a one-room apartment. I felt sorry for my granddaughter and took her in.
And everything would have been fine, but they behave just terribly. They constantly turn on some incomprehensible music loudly, bring friends on weekends and stay up late at night. My patience was gone. I decided to sue the children. I think I have the right to live in comfort in my old age. My health is not good anymore, and my granddaughter has fallen on my head. And what do you think? Do all my relatives look at me sideways? How could I have filed a lawsuit, they say, in such a difficult time, people are getting married, and I’m running around in courts. And here we are. I will not tolerate this. Especially when they smile defiantly into my eyes and are rude to me. I won the court case. My granddaughter and her husband moved out of my apartment. I changed the lock in the apartment. But that’s about it.
When I die, they can move in. As long as I’m alive, I want to live with dignity. In silence… I’ve already endured them for a month, I’m done!
My friends from the building say they would never have dared to do this. They also had their grandchildren and great-grandchildren hanged on them in their old age without even asking. But they are silent, afraid to say a word to their children. How can you not love yourself that much?
I think that old age is about taking a break from all the hassle and enjoying peace. Maybe someday I’ll regret what I’ve done, but not now. I want to do what is comfortable for me, not for everyone else. Stop worrying about someone else, I’ve been doing it all my life.
