All my friends thought it was a foolish idea to help my adult children so frequently. Yet, I felt it was necessary. When my daughter, Naomi, asked me to move in for a week to look after my grandson, Aria, while she prepared for her exams, I agreed without hesitation. It turned out they needed help with more than just the grandson.
During a rare coffee catch-up, I reconnected with my old college friend. As we exchanged stories about our lives, it became evident that despite the challenges we faced, external help was scarce. My friend shared her struggles with family, finances, and the unexpected cold shoulder from her wealthy mother-in-law.
Avery’s strength was depleted, and she no longer wanted to live. Lying in bed, she closed her eyes, imagining she was no longer part of this world. A series of misfortunes had befallen her – financial instability, an unfaithful partner, and the overwhelming responsibility of children. This story is a testament to enduring through the darkest hours, even when a happy ending seems out of reach.
