My daughter convinced me to go on vacation to the seaside: “All inclusive, Mom, you won’t have to do a thing.” I paid for the tickets myself. Upon arrival, I discovered I’d be staying with my grandchildren, while she and my son-in-law would be in a different building.
I paid for the tickets myself and was eagerly awaiting my trip. Anna assured me that everything was organized and that she would take care of the hotel reservations. All I had to do was pack a suitcase and be at the airport at the appointed time.
He sent me a photo of the hotel, the tickets, and a brief message about how we’d be spending a wonderful week by the sea. No mention of the fact that we’d be staying in different buildings.
I even bought myself a new swimsuit. It was dark blue, with a subtle print. When I looked at myself in the mirror in the store, I thought that maybe this trip would really help me stop feeling like just a mother and grandmother and remind myself that I’m also a woman who still has a life.
