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The Message From My Son That Forced An Impossible Choice – The Archivist

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never recovers. I never get my own apartment, my own car, my own anything.

 

Three: When my parents get old and need care, I’ll be expected to provide it just like I did for Grandma—no salary, no breaks, no appreciation.

Four: Molly is twelve years old. She won’t live forever. When she’s gone, I’ll have nothing left in this house that’s truly mine.

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