When I was 7 months pregnant, I found out that my husband had an affair. I got so upset that ended up in hospital, and my husband packed his things and left for his mistress. So I am on IV, crying. And then my mother-in-law comes into the ward. She sits on the edge of the bed and says,I looked at her through tired, swollen eyes, bracing myself for another blow after a week already filled with heartbreak. But instead of the harsh scolding I expected, her shoulders slumped and her voice softened in a way I had never heard before. “Lena… I never liked you, so I always looked for reasons to blame you,” she admitted, her gaze fixed on the floor. “But seeing you here like this, I realized none of this is your fault. My son made his choices, and they were wrong.” Her words hung in the air—unexpected, messy, and human. And in that moment, something inside me unknotted. Not forgiveness, not yet, but the sense that maybe I wasn’t as alone as I thought…..CONTINUE READING IN BELOW
From Heartbreak to Healing: The Day Everything Changed
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