Facing my greatest challenge: taking care of my mother


Facing my greatest challenge, as a person of faith, was when I took care of my mother after my father died.
My mother and I had a tumulus relationship my whole life and I left home at the age of nineteen. I only spoke to her on the phone to ask for my dad and I never went to see her.

When my husband and I decided to get married, he encouraged me to reconnect with her. I did, but the woman was hell bent on trying to make me, my husband, and later, our children, as miserable as she was.

Is there a happy ending to this story?  To find out you can read the rest here.

Comments

  1. and I thought raising nine kids on a slim budget, with tons of work ona farm and a depressed husband was hard...wow

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