After a rough marriage, I thought I’d finally found peace when I split up with Peter. Lorraine, his mother, had other ideas, though. It was the worst thing she could do to ruin my life when she stole my shower house and tore off my wallpaper.
Lorraine never liked me as her daughter-in-law, which made it clear that Peter shouldn’t have married me. After we split up, she helped Peter take all of my valuable things, like cash and jewellery.
But it was the last straw when I saw her taking my shower cabin and tearing down my wallpaper. Why did she do it? She wanted to get rid of all signs of Peter’s work.
I couldn’t do anything as I watched her ruin my house. When Lorraine did what she did, I thought that was the end of it.
She came back the next day, frantic and desperate. She begged me to help Peter after he was in a terrible accident. I was shocked to see the same Peter who had cheated on me and ruined my life.
There was no one to hear Lorraine’s cries. I wasn’t going to save Peter from what was going to happen.
As the days went by, word got around about Peter’s accident. I finally went to see him because I was interested in how he was doing. I was shocked to see that Peter’s mess had taken over Lorraine’s spotless house.
I said no when Peter asked me to pay his hospital bills. I wasn’t going to put up with his bad behaviour any longer.
After a week, Lorraine came back to my door a different person. Her eyes were scary, and she hunched her shoulders. She said she was sorry for what she had done in the past and then told the sad truth: her love for Peter had made her blind to the truth.
Right then, I didn’t see Lorraine as my ex-mother-in-law. I saw her as a broken mother who missed her son.
I asked her to dinner, and that was the first time we really got to know each other.
After months, I got a message from Peter that was written by hand and said he was sorry for hurting me in the past. That was a move I never thought I’d see.
I learnt that forgiving others isn’t always about them; sometimes it’s about letting go of our own problems.
At the end, I got peace, and Lorraine got a new view of her son. Even though the road was hard, it led to healing and redemption in the end.
