{"id":6136,"date":"2025-02-25T22:47:38","date_gmt":"2025-02-25T22:47:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/Local Reads\/?p=6136"},"modified":"2025-02-25T22:47:38","modified_gmt":"2025-02-25T22:47:38","slug":"my-daughter-wants-to-put-me-in-a-nursing-home-to-take-my-money-i-decided-to-give-her-a-life-lesson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/Local Reads\/my-daughter-wants-to-put-me-in-a-nursing-home-to-take-my-money-i-decided-to-give-her-a-life-lesson\/","title":{"rendered":"My daughter wants to put me in a nursing home to take my money. I decided to give her a life lesson"},"content":{"rendered":"
Dear friends, let me tell you about my daughter, Anne, who has seemingly lost her mind. She thinks just because I\u2019m 90, I should be shipped off to some nursing home like an old piece of furniture. I ain\u2019t ready for no home; I still got plenty of life left in me.\n
So, I told her straight up, \u201cIf you don\u2019t want to take care of me, I\u2019ll take care of myself. I\u2019ve got my savings, and I\u2019ll use them to hire a caregiver and stay right here in my own house.\u201d\n
Well, that made her madder than a wet hen! Turns out she was banking on getting her hands on my money. Now she\u2019s throwing a fit because her little plan ain\u2019t gonna work. To her, I\u2019m just an old thing that can provide money that she \u2018urgently\u2019 needs.\n
It has been more than a month since she last visited or called. And she made sure to tell me not to bother her until I am ready to take my a** to a nursing home. Imagine being 90 and having just one daughter. All I was thinking these days was how God never gave me a son, or another daughter. Someone who would give some love to me.\n
The lawyer began to speak, \u201cMrs. Anne, your mother has decided to take control of her assets and well-being. She has legally assigned her savings and property to be managed by a trust, with clear instructions that ensure her comfort and care without interference.\n
Weeks passed, and the house was quieter without Anne\u2019s visits. But it was a peaceful quiet, filled with the sounds of Mrs. Thompson\u2019s humming and the birds outside. My days were filled with reading, gardening, and enjoying the company of a caregiver who truly cared for my well-being.\n
One evening, as we sat down for dinner, the phone rang. It was Anne. Her voice was softer, more subdued. \u201cMother, I\u2019m sorry. I realize now how wrong I was. Can we start over?\u201d\n
I took a deep breath and replied, \u201cAnne, it\u2019s never too late to change. We can start over, but you need to understand that things will be different now. Respect and love must come first.\u201d\n
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