But I could make sure the rest of her life was different.
So when people ask whether buying my mother that house was worth it, I don’t think about the $600,000. Familycommunication workshop
I think about that afternoon when I found her on her knees.
I think about the scrub brush falling from her hand.
I think about the way she whispered, “You’re home.”
And I think about the woman sitting beside me six months later, holding a cup of tea instead of a cleaning brush.
That is what the house was really for.
Not luxury.
Not status.
Not an investment.
It was supposed to be a place where my mother could finally rest. Familycommunication workshop
And after everything that happened, I made sure it became exactly that.
