I Had a Child at 40 to Please My Mother

Having a child is one of the most personal choices a person can make. For Delilah, however, it wasn’t just her decision. At 42,

she agreed to become a mother at her mother’s insistence, swayed by the promise of inheriting her family’s wealth. But a

straightforward agreement quickly fell into a series of surprising events.

What followed left Delilah reeling, her life turned upside down. Let’s read her story below.

Delilah’s letter:

My husband and I, we never wanted kids. When I turned 40, my mother said,

“If you keep me without a grandchild, don’t expect a penny of my money!”

I had a daughter-and my mom mostly raised her.

15 years later, my mom di:ed. I went to her room to get something, and I froze when I discovered that her closet was almost

empty, all her valuable items were gone. There was only a hidden jewelry box, I opened it and just found a piece of paper that

read, “I’m sorry, but I had to choose the right person…” It had an eerie feeling but couldn’t understand what was going on.

Then it was time to open her will.

Image for illustrative purpose only.

I almost fainted when I found out that the entire inheritance would go to my daughter when she turns 18 in three years. Until

then, I’m allowed only $1,000 a month to spend on her. That’s all. The worst part? My daughter already knew. My mother had

told her about this arrangement.

Looking back, I know my mother resented me for defying her plans and rejecting the family business. She wanted a grandchild

to mold, and I was just a means to that end.

Now, I feel che:a:ted out of what should have been mine, but I’m not close enough to my daughter to ask for her support.

How should I handle this?

PS: I know it sounds like I had my child for the money, but I did it first to please my mother, who always saw me

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