**Diary Entry**
Lately, my daughter separated from her husband and moved back into our cramped flat with her little one. Its been an adjustmentjust my husband and me in this small space. I thought, while shes on maternity leave, she and the baby could stay with my mum for a while. But thats impossible now because Mum, at 68, has gone and remarried, living with her new husband.
When she first called to say she was getting married, I thought it was a joke. Sixty-eight, for heavens sake! But noshe was serious. Mum had been alone for years after Dad passed two decades ago. I left home at 35, settled down with my husband and kids in the city, and visited her a few times a month, especially around holidays.
Thankfully, Mums in good health and manages the house just fine. My husband and I help with the garden or chopping firewood when neededshe handles the rest. But now shes brought a man into her home. It feels like a betrayal! She shouldnt have done this to us. Her fiancé is some old flame from her youth, a childhood sweetheart she reconnected with a few years back. They had a quiet registry office wedding in early July, just close familyno fuss.
We didnt go. Honestly, its embarrassing! What did she need this for? She couldve carried on perfectly well without it. Im dead against this marriage and still cant wrap my head around it. She owns a lovely housenow theyre both living there.
Her new husband hasnt a penny to his name, just three grown children and a brood of grandchildren. Why would she do this? How could she treat us like this? Now that theyre legally married, he could lay claim to our inheritance one day. Meanwhile, were squeezed into this tiny flat with our daughter and grandchild.
My son lives in a rented place with his girlfriend. Id hoped my daughter could stay with Mum for a bit, but thats off the table nowMums starting a whole new life. We havent spoken in weeks. Then Aunt Margaret, Mums sister from the countryside, rang to scold us. Said we were being unfairthat Mum deserves happiness too. That we ought to be happy for her. Worrying about inheritance while shes still alive is in poor taste, apparently. But they dont understand.
What if, instead of inheriting Mums house, were left with some frail old stranger and his needy relatives wholl surely grab their share? Im certain Im in the right hereMums the one whos wrong.
