What happened to the money squirreled away through seasons? Saved to secure our daughter’s future?

We visited the solicitor: ”The ex may have a case,’ she said. ‘You didn’t stipulate ownership of money when contracts were signed.’ My mouth fell open. The solicitor’s advice: employ a barrister, and take the case to court.

The reason we did not put a clause in the contract: she was to be a wife–the boyfriend our son–in the eyes of the law. We would not unbalance the scales of their union to treat our daughter separate from him. We made no stipulation when purchasing the house, when contracts were drawn, when keys were handed over. We made no stipulation that we paid money and he did not.

Husband said no to going to court, no to a barrister–enough money had flowed down that drain.

The betrayer, the boyfriend, hid behind his mother, hid behind his solicitor. Half of our investment he got, half of our investment he stole.

Bella grew stronger fed by his greed. And for that I was grateful.

She put on her nurse’s uniform, her mascara, and lipstick, and sprayed particles of perfume. She reported for work. Her career as a nurse had started. Her new life had begun. She bought new clothes, went to parties with friends old and new. She had recovered. She  blossomed. Such a striking, attractive girl. I know, all mothers think that of their child. But she was, she was stunning.

Her career as an alcoholic was also about to begin.

Addict Child by Lesley Sefton buy on amazon
 

I am the mother of two adult daughters, both much loved and cared for. The eldest thought she could handle social drinking and party drugs, she could not. There is a journey addicts relate to - their journey. As a mother I have healed through the written word. This is my journey.

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