The plans we made for our beloved daughter’s return from rehab. A brighter future we hoped she would have.
Husband and I had sat in bed, drinking hot tea. It seemed our daughter was coming back to life. Laura had left the past, her drinking and drugging, where it belonged, behind her. Yes she was demanding, yes she could be irrational, but that was normal for our daughter.
How could we make life better for Laura, give her something to make her happy. To start afresh and put the horrible past behind?
This is what we came up with:
Husband and I would buy a house with a mortgage. Charge Laura a reasonable rent. She had skipped paying us the rent last time, but that was before she sought treatment, that was before she got herself better.
We chose a house on an upmarket development, lots of trees and grass verges, lots of birds to sing in the morning sun. We did not stop there, we bought quality, modern furniture to encourage Laura to feel proud. We bought self assembly wardrobes. Husband and I spent evenings after work fitting the wardrobes together, lots of instructions, screws and glue. I looked at all the pieces of wood and hoped we were not wasting our time. I hoped our daughter would be put together with this accuracy: screws nice and tight, glue holding her life together.
We bought a house and made it home for Laura.
Husband and I spent a lot of money to buy our daughter’s happiness, to buy her independence, to buy her future. To gain Husband and I peace of mind. To have our daughter back, healthy, well and living a decent life.
Would it be a good investment?