A autoestima de uma viúva estava em baixa depois que sua filha constantemente a colocava para baixo. Um dia, um homem elogia seu cabelo, levando-a a visitar sua casa no dia seguinte com um anel de noivado.
Olivia era uma viúva solitária que continuou a lamentar a perda do marido, Dave. Dave era seu melhor amigo, e quando ele adoeceu e eventualmente faleceu, Olivia não sabia como continuar vivendo sem ele.
Para tentar aliviar sua solidão, Olivia pedia para sua filha Amelia encontrá-la no parque toda quarta-feira. Elas caminhavam juntas e desfrutavam de um bom jantar em um café.
Olivia e sua filha Amelia se encontravam todas as quartas-feiras no parque. | Fonte: Pexels
Toda vez que se encontravam, Amelia sempre repreendia Olivia por sua aparência. “Mãe, você se deixou levar”, ela dizia. “Por que você não pinta seu cabelo? Está todo grisalho – parece que você desistiu completamente da vida.”
Olivia deu de ombros. “Não é que eu tenha desistido, querida… é que não vejo sentido nisso! Seu pai não está mais por perto, e não há ninguém que eu precise impressionar. Além disso, o cabelo de todo mundo fica grisalho eventualmente.”
Amelia balançou a cabeça. Ela acreditava que, aos 70 anos, sua mãe ainda era jovem e capaz de encontrar o amor novamente. “Você nunca mais terá outro homem olhando para você se continuar a se deixar levar desse jeito. Papai se foi, mãe, mas você? Você está viva e jovem! Você poderia encontrar o amor novamente, mas não parecendo assim.”
Amelia acreditava que sua mãe havia se deixado levar após a morte de Dave. | Fonte: Pexels
Olivia ficou magoada porque sua filha continuava ridicularizando sua aparência. Elas tinham a mesma conversa toda semana, o que estava começando a afetar sua autoestima.
Enquanto Olivia voltava para casa sozinha, ela não conseguia evitar chorar. As palavras da filha a machucavam, mas parecia que Amelia não se importava. Ela continuava a insultar a mãe toda semana sem perceber que isso não a estava ajudando.
Quando Olivia se aproximou da entrada do parque, de repente ela ouviu um homem falar. Ela olhou para a direita e viu um zelador sorrindo para ela enquanto varria o chão.
“Espero não estar me excedendo aqui, mas só queria que você soubesse que seu cabelo está incrível! Os tons prateados que estão chegando realmente combinam com você”, ele disse com um sorriso.
Peter elogiou Olivia enquanto ela caminhava para casa naquela noite. | Fonte: Pexels
Olivia não conseguiu evitar chorar ainda mais ao ouvir essas palavras. “Sério?”, ela perguntou ao homem.
O homem assentiu. “Por que, sim, claro! Vamos admitir, nem todo mundo fica bem com cabelos grisalhos, mas eles combinam perfeitamente com você. Seu marido é um homem de sorte.”
“Obrigada. Você não tem ideia do quanto eu precisava ouvir essas palavras. Eu estava me sentindo um pouco para baixo comigo mesma e estava prestes a desistir. Obrigada por me dar o impulso de confiança que eu precisava. Eu sou Olivia”, ela disse, estendendo a mão para que pudessem apertar as mãos.
“Não há razão para você se sentir inseguro sobre si mesmo. Você está ótimo! Eu sou Peter”, respondeu o homem.
Naquela noite, Olivia passou alguns minutos extras no parque conversando com Peter. Ela percebeu que não tinha falado com ninguém além da filha recentemente, e foi uma lufada de ar fresco para ela poder fazer isso.
O zelador se apresentou como Peter. | Fonte: Pexels
Durante a conversa rápida, Olivia descobriu que Peter era um pai solteiro de três filhos depois que sua esposa o deixou por um homem mais rico. “Eu não terminei a faculdade, então encontrar um emprego foi difícil. O único lugar que me aceitou foi o parque; é por isso que estou aqui”, ele revelou.
Olivia perguntou ao homem onde ele morava, e ele contou que morava em um pequeno parque de trailers ali perto. Ela estava preocupada com Peter e seus filhos, pensando que não havia como seus filhos viverem confortavelmente em um pequeno trailer.
Peter acompanhou Olivia até em casa naquela noite para ter certeza de que ela estava segura. No caminho para casa, Peter apontou para o parque de trailers onde ele morava, a algumas quadras da casa de Olivia. “Eu moro bem ali”, ele disse a ela. “Naquele trailer azul e vermelho.”
Quando Peter está no trabalho, seu antigo vizinho fica em seu trailer para tomar conta de seus filhos. | Fonte: Pexels
Olivia não conseguiu deixar de se preocupar mais depois de ver a péssima condição do trailer. Ela se perguntou onde estavam os filhos de Peter, e ele revelou que enquanto ele estava no trabalho, seu antigo vizinho vinha para cuidar das crianças.
Quando Olivia foi para a cama naquela noite, ela não conseguia parar de pensar em Peter e seus filhos. Ela começou a pensar em maneiras de ajudá-los.
No dia seguinte, Peter ouviu uma batida na porta. Ele ficou surpreso ao ver Olivia ali. “Oi, Peter”, ela cumprimentou. “Vim para lhe dar uma coisa. Isso significou muito para mim, mas sei que pode ajudar você e seus filhos.”
Olivia abriu sua bolsa e tirou uma pequena caixa de joias. Dentro dela havia um deslumbrante anel de noivado de diamante e ela o entregou a Peter sem dizer uma palavra.
Olivia entregou a Peter seu anel de noivado. | Fonte: Pexels
“Por que você está me dando isso?” Peter perguntou a ela. “Eu não posso tirar isso de você.”
“Quero que você fique com ele”, Olivia insistiu. “Não o uso, e ele está guardado em casa há meses. Por favor, pegue e compre comida, roupas e fraldas para seus filhos. Use-o para o que precisar”, ela disse a ele.
Peter não conseguiu evitar derramar uma lágrima, pois tinha dificuldade em pagar as contas com seu salário mínimo. Ele aceitou o anel e puxou Olivia para um abraço. “Obrigado, Olivia. Não sei como poderia retribuir.”
Olivia balançou a cabeça. “Sou eu retribuindo, Peter. Obrigada por me lembrar do meu valor próprio. Eu estava me sentindo mal ontem e não tinha motivação para continuar”, ela disse a ele.
Olivia começou a se sentir bonita novamente graças ao elogio de Peter. | Fonte: Pexels
Mais tarde naquele dia, Peter levou o anel a um joalheiro. O joalheiro ofereceu a ele $ 7.750 pelo anel de diamante de 1 quilate. Peter não conseguia acreditar e colocou o dinheiro em sua conta bancária para mantê-lo seguro. Então ele visitou Olivia depois e pediu que ela fosse até lá.
“Gostaria de preparar uma boa refeição para você”, ele disse a ela.
Desde aquele dia, Olivia começou a visitar Peter e as crianças com mais frequência. Em vez de deixar os filhos dele com um vizinho, Olivia se ofereceu para cuidar deles.
Por fim, os filhos de Peter começaram a chamar Olivia de “vovó”. Isso tocou seu coração e a fez perceber que agora ela tinha uma família grande e amorosa por meio de Peter e seus filhos.
My Parents Moved My Brother’s Things Into My New House While I Was on Vacation – It Was High Time I Brought Them Back to Earth
When Jeremy and his wife, Nina, get home from a vacation, they are horrified to find Ted, Jeremy’s slob of a brother, in their home. After a confrontation which leads to angry parents and Nina moving out, Jeremy forces Ted’s hand, making him move out…
When I came home from vacation, I was expecting to relax, maybe pop open a bottle of wine with my wife, and enjoy the peace of our home. Instead, we walked into a living room that looked like a complete frat house after a party from Hell.
A couple on vacation | Source: Midjourney
There were beer cans everywhere, dirty clothes tossed in random piles, and the smell, my goodness, the smell. And there, sprawled out on my couch like he owned the place, was my older brother, Theodore, or Ted, as everyone called him.
“Ted, what the hell? What is this? Why are you in my house?” I asked, trying to stay calm, though my blood pressure was rising by the second.
Nina, my wife, looked around our living room and rolled her eyes. In that moment, I knew that I had to fix it or I’d have to deal with a very upset wife.
A messy living room | Source: Midjourney
My brother looked up, casually, like I hadn’t just caught him red-handed.
“Oh, hey, Jeremy,” he said. “Mom and Dad figured that it would be easier if I just moved in while you were gone. You’ve got all this space, and it’s not like you’re using it, you know? You and Nina are either working or on vacation.”
I blinked, trying to process the audacity of his words.
A man sitting on a couch | Source: Midjourney
“You moved in? You moved into my house? Without asking? Ted, are you insane?”
He rolled his eyes, lifting his feet onto the couch and crossing them like he was about to watch a movie.
“Yeah, so what?” he said. “I needed a place to stay, and it’s not like you’d say yes. So, we decided to skip that part. Quit being so uptight, Jeremy. Just help a brother out.”
A man sitting on a couch | Source: Midjourney
It was like a switch flipped inside me, the years of watching him leech off my parents, his life one big excuse after another, and somehow, he was the victim here.
Now, he’d taken over my house. Really?
Just as I opened my mouth to speak, my phone rang. Mom. Of course.
I answered, trying to keep my voice as calm as possible.
A man holding his phone | Source: Midjourney
“Mom, did you and Dad seriously let Theodore move into my house while I was away?”
“Why are you using my full name?” Ted chimed in from the background.
I ignored him.
“Jeremy, don’t be so dramatic,” my mother said, not even a hint of apology in her voice. “Ted needed a place to stay, and you’ve got all that room. You don’t even have kids yet. So what’s the harm in helping out your brother?”
An annoyed woman | Source: Midjourney
I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath.
“Mom, he is 42 years old. He isn’t a kid. You’ve let him mooch off you for years, and you want to dump him on me? Are you being serious? Why do you want to treat him like he’s a kid just out of college?”
My mother’s tone shifted, and she immediately went on the defense.
“Oh, mooching, huh?” she said. “I’m disappointed in you, Jeremy. He’s been through a lot. You don’t understand what it’s like to be him. You’ve always had everything together. Ted needs a little more help. And as family, you owe it to him.”
A frowning man | Source: Midjourney
Been through a lot? My brother had two children under the age of five, with two different women. And he didn’t bother to support either of them. How was I supposed to feel sorry for this man?
Before I could respond, my father took the phone, his voice taking over my ear, sounding even more irritated.
“Jeremy, stop being selfish. You’ve got the money, the house, the wife. What’s the big deal? It’s your job to take care of your family. Ted is your brother. He is staying.”
Two young children | Source: Midjourney
I almost lost my mind. I almost let my anger take over me. But then I remembered that it just wasn’t my style. Ted might’ve thought that he had won this time, but I had a plan.
“It’s not about the space, Dad,” I said. “It’s about respect. Ted can’t just live here without my permission. Nina and I have worked hard for our home. And what’s even worse? My wife just has to deal with this, too.”
From the couch, Ted snorted.
A man sitting on a couch | Source: Midjourney
“Oh, come on. Don’t act like you’re all high and mighty. It’s just a house,” he said.
“But you’ve been freeloading off Mom and Dad for years. Why should I trust that you’d do anything differently here? Why can’t you stay with one of your kids and their mom?”
I thought that was the card that would have frustrated him. But he didn’t even flinch.
A frowning man | Source: Midjourney
“Because I’m family, that’s why. Why do you always act like I’m a stranger? It’s my right to stay here. Mom and Dad said that you’d be like this, but I didn’t think you’d be this bad.”
I was done.
“Fine, Ted,” I said. “You want to stay? Sure. Let’s see how that works out.”
I was fine with being horrible to my brother, I mean, someone had to teach him a lesson. But when I went upstairs to tell Nina about everything that had happened on the phone, she was highly frustrated.
A disgruntled man | Source: Midjourney
“Jer, you can’t be serious,” she said as I sat down on the bed across her.
“I’m going to fix it. I promise you, Nina. I’ll make this right. But I’m going to teach him a lesson first.”
“Well, I don’t want to be here for it. You have a week. Get him out, or I’ll stay gone,” she said.
“What do you mean by that?” I asked.
An annoyed woman | Source: Midjourney
“I’m going to my sister’s house, Jeremy. I can’t stand your brother, and I will not stay here while he’s here,” she said, packing a suitcase as she spoke.
“I’ll make this right, my love,” I promised her.
For the next week, I made Ted’s life a waking nightmare without ever raising my voice. And with Nina gone, I had a bigger incentive to get him out.
A woman packing a suitcase | Source: Midjourney
The first thing I did was disconnect the Wi-Fi. Ted, who spent most of his days glued to his phone or binge-watching shows on the TV, was completely lost.
He complained, but I just smiled.
“Oh, the internet? Yeah, it’s been spotty.”
Next, I shut off the hot water. Ted loved his long, lazy showers, but now he was greeted with ice-cold water every morning.
Water running in a shower | Source: Midjourney
“Must be something wrong with the plumbing,” I’d say innocently when he whined about it.
Then, there was the food.
I stocked the fridge with nothing but tofu, vegetables, and the healthiest food I could find. Ted hated anything that wasn’t greasy or fried. And now, every time he opened the fridge, he groaned like I was starving him.
“You’re family, right?” I’d say. “I’m sure you can deal with a little inconvenience. But it’s for my health, so you’ll be fine.”
An array of healthy food | Source: Midjourney
To top it all off, I started blasting music at 6 a.m. every day while I had my treadmill session in the gym room. I figured if Ted wasn’t going to contribute to the household, the least he could do was get up early.
He hated it all, of course. And by day five, he looked like he was on the verge of losing his mind.
“Jeremy, man, this is BS,” Ted said one morning, his voice filled with frustration. “I can’t stay here. How do you live like this? No Wi-Fi, no hot water, and no food I enjoy. This is torture.”
A man on a treadmill | Source: Midjourney
I raised an eyebrow.
“I thought you’d be grateful to stay, Ted. It’s not like you’re paying rent or contributing anything. What’s the problem?”
He grumbled something under his breath, clearly fuming.
“Forget it, I’m going back to Mom and Dad’s.”
An annoyed man | Source: Midjourney
As he stormed out, dragging his junk with him, I couldn’t help but smile.
But I wasn’t done yet. I cleaned the house top to bottom, went out to get proper groceries, and cooked Nina a good meal. I had already called her during the day and told her that Ted was gone.
“Come home, honey,” I said.
“I’ll see you later,” she said, and I could hear the smile in her voice.
A smiling woman | Source: Midjourney
While waiting for Nina to shower, I knew that there was just one more thing to do.
“Mom, Dad,” I said on the phone. “Ted’s out of my house. And he won’t be coming back again. He’s your problem again.”
My mother was furious.
“Jeremy, you can’t just kick him out! Where will he go?”
“That’s up to Ted, Mom. He’s 42. If you guys want to keep coddling him, go ahead. But I’m done.”
A man talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney
After that, I heard that Ted moved back into my parents’ house, but they demanded that he transform the garage into his own space. They forced him to get a job.
Ted was upset, of course, so they blamed it all on me. But I was fine with that. Nina and I had our home back, and we were at peace.
A garage converted into a bedroom | Source: Midjourney
What would you have done?
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My Husband ‘Accidentally’ Locked Me in the Basement to Watch Basketball with His Friends at Our House
Dani cannot stand her husband’s friends. So when Ethan brings up the possibility of having them over to watch a basketball game, she shuts down the idea. On the evening of the game, Dani finds herself going into the basement to get a pack of beer, but before she knows it, she’s locked inside. What happens next?…
I should have just said no from the start. Not just when Ethan brought up the idea of his friends coming over for dinner. I mean way before that, like when I first realized how awful they were. I never outright said that I didn’t hate them, but let me be honest with you: I think I made it pretty clear.
An annoyed woman | Source: Midjourney
But my husband, Ethan?
He’s so different from these guys. At 35, he’s a successful manager at a tech company, and for reasons that I will never understand, he’s still friends with the same guys he went to high school with.
They’re loud, rude, and completely unlike Ethan. They’re everything he left behind when he made something of himself.
Except, apparently, his loyalty to them.
A man sitting in his office | Source: Midjourney
“Dani, it’s just one game,” he said that night, sitting in the kitchen with a hopeful grin. “The guys really want to watch the game here. They’re dying to see our new TV setup. It’ll be fun!”
I sighed, trying to stay calm. I could almost see the dreadful evening unfolding. I knew that Ethan’s friends would take over the house, inappropriate comments getting into every conversation.
“Ethan, you know how I feel about them. Every single time they come over, it’s like our house gets turned into a frat house. I’m not cleaning up after them again. It’s not happening.”
A man sitting at a kitchen counter | Source: Midjourney
My husband’s face dropped, a look of wounded pride flashing in his eyes.
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