З життя
Вам потрібно виїхати з мого дому за місяць! – заявила свекруха
“Ти маєш за місяць покинути мій дім!” – оголосила свекруха.
У нас із Дмитром життя йшло як за маслу: два роки разом, а потім – рішення одружитися. Я завжди ладнала зі свекрухою, Надією Михійлівною. Вона здавалася мені доброю та мудрою жінкою, чиї поради я цінувала, а її думку поважала. Мені здавалося, що мені неймовірно пощастило: свекруха не лізла в наші справи, не докоряла, а її тепле ставлення гріло мені серце.
Весілля повністю оплатила Надія Михійлівна. Мої батьки, на жаль, не могли дозволити собі великих витрат через фінансові труднощі, тому обмежилися скромними внесками. Свято пройшло чудово, і я була впевнена, що попереду нас чекає щасливе сімейне життя. Але одразу після весілля, коли ми ще не встигли відійти від святкової ейфорії, свекруха запросила нас на серйозну розмову. Її слова пролунали як грім серед ясного неба.
“Діти, я виконала свій обов’язок, – почала вона, дивлячись на нас із холодною рішучістю. – Я виростила Дмитра, дала йому освіту, допомогла одружитися. Тепер ви – сім’я, і я не хочу, щоб ви ображалися, але у вас є місяць, щоб з’їхати з мого дому. Пора вам самотужки вчитися долати життєві труднощі. Так, спочатку буде нелегко, але ви навчитеся бути ощадливими, знаходити вихід із складних ситуацій. А я… я заслужила право нарешті жити для себе.”
Вона зробила паузу, а потім продовжила, ніби забиваючи цвяхи в наші серця:
“І не розраховуйте на мене, якщо справа дійде до онуків. Я віддала всю себе синові, і сил на виховання дітей у мене більше немає. Ви завжди будете жданими гостями в моєму домі, але я – бабуся, а не нянька. Прошу, не судіть мене суворо. Ви зрозумієте, коли самі доживете до моїх років.”
Я стояла, ніби приголомшена. Всередині мене клекотів ураган емоцій: образа, гнів, розгубленість. Як вона могла так вчинити? Надія Михійлівна буде насолоджуватися життям у своїй просторих трьохкімнатній хаті в центрі Львова, а ми з Дмитром змушені ютитися в орендованій квартирі, рахуючи кожну копійку. І найгірше – Дмитро володіє частиною цього дому! Чому він має йти? А що до онуків… Хіба не всі бабусі мріють годувати малят, проводити з ними час, балувати їх? Але наша свекруха, схоже, була винятком із правил.
Я чекала, що Дмитро обуриться, заступиться за нас, але замість цього він… погодився з матір’ю. Без жЯ зрозуміла, що справжнє щастя – не в великому будинку чи грошах, а в тому, щоб разом долати будь-які перешкоди.
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