Fifteen years after my divorce, I discovered my former mother-in-law searching through a trash bin.
I am 39 years old now, and until a month ago, I believed the past was behind me, sealed away where it could no longer harm me. However, I was proven wrong.
Fifteen years ago, I divorced my husband, Caleb, after discovering his repeated infidelities. Despite the expectation of chaos during the divorce, his mother, Dorothy, surprised everyone with her unexpected reaction.
After the divorce, I encountered Dorothy near my workplace, struggling and homeless with her grandson, Eli. It turned out that Caleb had abandoned them, leaving Dorothy to care for the boy alone.
Recognizing their dire situation, I invited them to stay with me. Over time, Dorothy and Eli began to rebuild their lives with my help. Eventually, we addressed the legal guardianship issue at the courthouse.
Upon receiving legal guardianship of Eli, Dorothy expressed uncertainty about the future. However, I reassured her that, at least for now, they were safe and taken care of in my home.