It He was supposed to be a relaxing weekend, the chance for Amy and recharge me and Stephen spend some time with his mother, Gloria.
I knew a little that this seemingly innocent weekend would turn into a battle that would forever change the dynamics between us. I returned to a worrying look – my daughter’s beloved garden, instead of peace and pride for Amy, was completely destroyed.
Instead, there were many eccentric garden dwarves like unwelcome guards. But it wasn’t just a simple misunderstanding. It was an act that exceeded disrespect. Gloria crossed the line and now I have been determined to get her to understand the consequences of her actions.
Since my daughter Amy was born, she has been my everything.
When her father left when she was only two, it was only the two of us against the world until Stephen came.
Stephen brought love, stability to our lives and unfortunately his mother Gloria.
Gloria showed from the beginning that she or Amy has no affection for me.
Stephen, who was a supportive husband he was, has always stood up for us. “Amy is my daughter, Mom,” he said, “and Martha is my wife.
Heated discussions often appeared, but Gloria refused to understand. Whenever I tried to calm things down, Gloria refused me and said it was a “family affair” and I didn’t have a place.
For two years I tried to keep peace, but then Gloria did something that crossed the border.
Amy has always loved gardening. For her 12th birthday, we gave her Stephen a few plants and a special place in the yard to grow her own garden.
Amy took such pride and learned the names of every flower and the right time to bloom. But Gloria has never been impressed.
When we were away for the weekend, Gloria promised to take care of our dog, so I showed her where his food was, and I tried to keep my thoughts for myself.
The weekend was perfect. Amy gathered beautiful rocks, Stephen baked marshmallows and I forgot about Gloria.
On the way home, we dropped Amy in my mom’s house for a little gluing with her grandmother, so she wasn’t there when I saw what Gloria had done.
When I dragged into the driveway, I stiffened. The beautiful Amy flower bed was gone, replaced by a series of ugly garden dwarves.
I attacked the house, followed by Stephen.
Gloria appeared in the corridor and flashed the usual smug smile, her hair perfectly stylized in the sun.
“Mom! That was Amy’s Flowerbed! How could you destroy it?” Stephen gave up. Gloria has just released her lips.
She had to learn a lesson and I did it.
I forced a sweet smile even though it hurts. “Oh, the dwarves are charming, gloria. You have to let me know how much we owe you for them.”
Her shock was clear, but she recovered quickly and grinned.
That evening I took the time to calculate the cost of what it destroyed – all from plant plants from heritage to specialized tulip bulbs and organic compost.
The next night Gloria emerged into our dining room with the same proud walk.
I greeted her with a clear smile and handed her an envelope.
She opened it impatiently and revealed five fresh $ 100. But her smile disappeared when she saw a detailed account under him.
“You destroyed something my daughter worked so hard on,” I said. “Here are the cost of replacing it.”
In accordance with my word, she arrived the next day with a check.
She didn’t say a word when she loaded the dwarves into her car, but her body language spoke volumes.
The following weekends we worked tirelessly to restore Amy’s garden, so it’s even more beautiful than before.
When we finally ended, Amy stood up to admire the results, her eyes were filled with tears of gratitude.
Since then, Gloria has been much quieter. I have noticed that he thinks twice before he offers his usual comments.
Our garden is now more vivid than ever and every flower that blooms, serves as a quiet victory – not only against Gloria’s dizziness, but also as a symbol of an unbreakable bond between mother and her daughter, strong and permanent, as well as flowers that Amy lovingly tended.
In the end, the garden bloomed at something more than just a collection of flowers. It became a symbol of resistance, love and bond between mother and her daughter that no one, nor gloria could tear. Amy’s determination of her garden reflected her strength and the steadfast support she had from me, while the restoration of the garden itself served as a quiet but powerful news.
Despite Glorie’s attempts to disrupt our peace, she learned that her actions would not break us. As the garden continues to flowering, it serves as a reminder that in the face of adversity will be family and love always win and every day stronger.