When my mom called from her honeymoon, I expected an emergency—not her pleading for rescue from Greg, her new husband. Turns out, Greg had invited his adult kids and their toddlers along and expected her to babysit.
Furious, I flew to the Florida Keys. Finding Greg lounging by the pool while my mom juggled toddlers, I confronted him. “She’s your wife, not a nanny,” I snapped, handing the crying child back to its parent. Greg argued it was a “family trip,” but I made it clear she didn’t sign up for this.
I packed my mom’s bags and took her home. She blocked Greg, started annulment proceedings, and reclaimed her dignity. The fiasco taught us both an important lesson: standing up for yourself is always worth it.
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