My marriage in my life has been particularly unhappy. When I was younger, I met a man who was very nice to me. At that time, my parents were against us being together, believing that he did not have a stable job and could not give me a good living condition. But I believe that as long as two people love each other, they can overcome all difficulties. So, even though everyone didn't support it, I married my ex-husband.
When I first got married, he was pretty good to me and often took me to the surrounding areas. There are not many of our friends who can be so considerate. At that time, I felt quite happy. But as life progresses, our love is quickly defeated by trifles.
He began to become lazy and often took time off. Our economic situation is also becoming more and more difficult. I tried to persuade him to find a stable job, but he always made excuses. If I urge him, he will scold me for being troublesome. Our lives were bogged down in endless quarrels, and it wasn't until the birth of our baby daughter that our lives eased up.
Maybe because he became a father, he began to have some sense of responsibility, commuting to and from work on time every day to help me take care of my children. He didn't experience fatherly and maternal love, so he was very attentive to his daughter, and our lives gradually improved.
Maybe it was because I put all my energy into my daughter and ignored his feelings, and the relationship between us gradually faded. Even more sad was that I found out that he had another woman outside.
He always treated me like nothing when he came home, and the conflict between us grew bigger and bigger. Sometimes he would beat me when he was drunk, and I couldn't stand it. So, when my daughter went to high school, I filed for divorce.
At the time of the divorce, I had nothing but custody of my daughter. After that, life was very difficult, and with only his meager salary, he rented a house outside and raised his daughter.
After graduating from college, my daughter went to a city in the south. I didn't want her to be too far away, so I discussed if I could find a job nearby.
However, her daughter insisted that the wages in the south were higher, and she wanted to make a career there with her own efforts. I couldn't stop her and could only support her decision.
That day, when I sent my daughter to the station, I told her that if she was wronged there, she must come back as soon as possible, and that I would always be here for her. I couldn't help but cry when my daughter was about to leave and I didn't know when we would see each other again. My daughter gently wiped away my tears and told me not to cry and that she would take care of herself.
After my daughter left, I often called her and asked her how she was doing. However, every time she was nagged by her, saying that she was an adult and would not be easily deceived. Well, I see, I should stop nagging and hang up first.
About half a year later, my daughter found a job with a good salary, about 7,000 yuan per month. I was very happy to learn that my daughter was doing well.
My daughter transfers my living expenses to me every month through my mobile phone, but I don't accept it every time because I know it's her hard-earned money. During the holidays, my daughter would take leave to come home with me.
Every time at this time, I feel extremely happy, and we always have endless things to say. In the evening, we lay in the same bed, chatting and laughing together.
Time flies, and in the third year that her daughter went to work in the south, she had a boyfriend. When she told me about my boyfriend's family situation, I was very much against it.
The boyfriend's family is very poor, and his father died of illness in the early years, leaving only his mother, who has not yet retired. All the pressure at home was on him alone. I'm not saying that their family is bad, but if a daughter marries into such a family, once there is an emergency, it will be difficult for the two of them to bear it themselves. Of course I'm worried about my daughter.
The boyfriend doesn't have a lot of work experience and works as an employee in a barbershop. He and his daughter met there. My daughter went to his shop for a haircut and was touched by his humor. After dating for a while, the two established a relationship.
However, her boyfriend has no academic qualifications and his job is unstable. As a young lad, I couldn't be reassured by the daily contact with the little girls in the barbershop.
Therefore, I told my daughter to oppose this family affair and told her from the bottom of my heart: "You can't control this boy, and his family and personal conditions are too poor, you are really not suitable." ”
However, the daughter was adamant and told me that she had to marry the boy and that she was already pregnant with his child.
I felt very helpless when I heard the news. I really regret letting my daughter go to work in the South, but at this point, I can't let my daughter kill this child. This is her flesh and blood, and if I do this, my daughter will definitely hate me for the rest of her life.
In desperation, I agreed to the marriage. The wedding was in a hurry, and they didn't have time to buy a new house and live with their mother-in-law.
My in-laws only gave my daughter a bride price of 66,000, and I didn't care about it, so I gave all the money to my daughter. Now that I have become a family, I think if I am a mother-in-law, I can't fall out with my in-laws over the trivial matter of bride price. After the wedding, I went back to my city.
Although we are thousands of miles away from our daughter, we are often in contact through ***. In **, I can see the care of my daughter's husband for her, which reassures me. Although my husband's family is not good and his job is average, as long as he treats my daughter sincerely.
Daughters need to take a lot of supplements during pregnancy. However, the husband only earns enough money for daily expenses and cannot pay for his daughter's nutritional supplements. Therefore, I take out my pension every month to subsidize part of my daughter.
Later, the daughter was born prematurely and was admitted to the hospital. I bought a ticket and rushed over as soon as I found out. Seeing that my daughter was not in a good state, I bought local chicken soup and fed it to her, and her face gradually recovered.
In the hospital, I spent a lot of time with my daughter and saw my husband busy. I asked him, "Where's your mother?" Why haven't you come to see her? "It was my daughter who told me that her mother had gone to work and didn't have time to come.
Hearing this, I was furious. What could be more important than your own children? In the past month or so of getting along, I have already seen through my mother's calculations. Seeing my daughter's stubborn refusal to wake up, I felt very helpless, and at the same time made up my mind to leave.
The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear. Others may only need to say a word, but I have to hit the south wall to really wake up, just like I made a mistake back then.
So, do you think I'm doing the right thing?