“I will find a woman who can give me a son,” he declared before leaving.

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Life circumstances led to my daughter living with her father. At the time of our divorce, she was ten years old. The truth is, I fell deeply in love with another man. My emotions were overwhelmingly strong, making resistance impossible. Once I met Nikolai, everything else slipped into the background. I was willing to follow him anywhere. However, he made it clear immediately: my child was not part of his life. This left me facing a difficult decision between my daughter and the man I dreamed of being with.

That very evening, I told my husband about my desire to get a divorce. I didn’t explain anything to my daughter, as I couldn’t find the right words. Nikolai and I moved to a different city, hoping to start over. Five years later, he expressed a wish for me to give birth to his child. Despite trying for two years, I was unable to conceive. Naturally, we sought medical advice. Doctors informed me that motherhood was no longer possible.

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Following this, Nikolai abandoned me. His desire for a child outweighed his love for me.

“I will find a woman who can give me a son,” he declared before leaving.

Desperate, I begged him on my knees not to leave, but Kolya simply sent me away. Since then, I have been alone, with no sign of happiness in my personal life.

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Now, at the age of 55, I have chosen to reconnect with my daughter. I long for a family bond, someone close to care for me in my later years. While I lived with Kolya, I ignored my daughter because he forbade me from calling her. Through mutual acquaintances, I learned that Katya is married and has children.

“Hello, darling. I would like us to meet. This is your mother,” I told Ekaterina over the phone.

Her response was harsh: “I don’t have a mother. She chose a man over me. You must have the wrong number.”

The line went dead after that.

I was stunned beyond belief. How could Maxim, her father, have raised her to feel this way? Or was I to blame for destroying our family with my own hands? What steps can I take now to mend the wounds, after all these years have passed?

Key Insight: This story highlights the profound complexity of family relationships and the lasting impact of choices made in the past. It emphasizes the importance of hope and courage in seeking reconciliation despite difficult circumstances.

Ultimately, rebuilding broken bonds requires patience, understanding, and a willingness to face uncomfortable truths. No matter how much time has elapsed, it is never too late to try and repair what was lost.

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