MY SON DEMANDED I GIVE HIM MY NEW CAR BECAUSE I’M TOO OLD FOR IT.
At 72, I finally did something just for me – I bought a red sports car. It was a dream I’d pushed aside for years, always putting others first. Driving it made me feel alive, like I could finally enjoy a bit of freedom.
But when my son saw it, he was furious. “Mom, you’re making a fool of yourself. Just give me this car and stop your ridiculous crisis. Go get groceries in a normal car, like someone your age should.”
Now I’m sitting here, staring at the keys, wondering if he’s right. Did I really make a mistake, or do I deserve this little bit of joy?
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