My son and his wife were victims of an accident 20 years ago, and the children were only 5 and 7 years old at that time. It was terribly difficult for me, but I was able to pull myself together because I could not leave my grandchildren alone.
I raised them, no matter how difficult it was for me both socially, and psychologically. Now my children are grown ups, each of them has their own family and they are grateful for being by their side, helping them to grow up and giving them everything they needed to make their life better. Yesterday they made such an offer that I put my head in my hands and cried.
I live in a little house in the village. How emotional I was when they told me that they had bought a house for me in the city, very convenient, with a small garden, so that I could go and live there and be near them. It is my dream and they know about it very well.
Now they have made my dream come true. I am so happy that they appreciate me, love me and do everything to make my old age pass carefree. I am glad and happy that they are my grandchildren.