I divorced my first husband many years ago. Oh, he managed to get on my nerves! It took me a long time to recover from that marriage.
He sat without work, drank my money, took everything out of the house. But I endured, because our son was growing up. But one day, when Peter was 12 years old, he came to me and, looking me straight in the eye, said:
– Mom, why do you put up with this? Throw him out!
Then it was as if the lids fell from my eyes and without a single hesitation I kicked my husband out. What joy it brought – words cannot describe it. I subsequently had several boyfriends, but I never planned a serious relationship. I was afraid of falling into the trap again.
The last four years have been especially difficult. My son went to work in Canada and decided to stay there forever. I don't want to go to him - it's too late to get used to another country.
I had a really hard time during quarantine – no one came to see me. And then I completely collapsed.
“At least find a friend so you have someone to talk to!” my friend convinced me.
– You see, I look at my peers, and they are all scary and weak. It is shameful to show yourself in front of people with men like them. Why do I have them? So that I can look after someone in their old age? They don't need a girlfriend, they need a servant.
– Then meet someone younger. You look great!
Then I started thinking. And somehow it happened that a man who lived in a neighboring house started communicating with me. Every day he walked his dog in the nearby park.
His name was Ivan. He was divorced, his ex-wife had left for Italy, and he had a grown-up daughter. He was handsome, 49 years old. Let me remind you, I am 62. We started talking, and he looked at me so tenderly – he brought me flowers almost every day. I didn’t even notice that he had already moved in with me. Everyone around was surprised that such a magnificent and interesting man had paid attention to me. I won’t hide it, I was flattered.
I cooked him delicious food every day and enjoyed washing and ironing his clothes. But one day he said to me:
— You can walk my dog – it's good to get some fresh air!
– Let's go together.
– I guess it's not a good idea to show ourselves in public together too often.
"Is he really ashamed of me?" I thought. And then I realized that I had become his servant. I decided to have a serious talk with him.
"I think household chores should be divided equally. You can iron your own clothes. And walk your dog."
– Listen, if you want a young and handsome man, you have to please him. Otherwise, what good are you?
– You have 30 minutes to pack your things and get out of here!
– What?! I can't, my daughter already brought a man to my apartment.
– Well, then everyone live together!
I kicked him out without hesitation. Although, I must admit, I was sad. Is it really impossible for a woman my age to find true love? I want a lot of tenderness…
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