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  • July 27, 2014, 4:33 p.m.
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I've been kind of bitter about money lately. My sister is starting law school in September and my dad and Susan are paying her tuition. Rachel is making decent money at her job and it pissed me off a little that she is getting all this financial help that she probably doesn't need, while I have three kids and very little income and can barely make ends meet.

I'm grateful that Jayson works as hard as he does for our family and I constantly feel guilty that I have never had a job in my life. But it makes no sense for me to work and put three kids in day care.

Then yesterday Susan invited me to lunch. Nothing unusual about that, I have more contact with her than with my father and she likes to get together at least once a month. I had seen her just last week because she went with me for my son's appointment at the hospital, but still I didn't think there was anything special about having lunch with her.

Halfway through lunch she mentions that she wants to make me an offer, but I have to promise to keep it a secret. I of course agree, no idea what she is going to say. She says that she and my dad are spending about $30,000 a year on Rachel's tuition and they think it's not fair that they give that much to her and nothing to me. In addition, they already spent at least that much on Rachel's surgery (I had no idea it was that expensive). I completely agreed that it wasn't fair, but I just nodded and waited to see where she was going with this.

Then she tells me that she want to give me money too, but she doesn't want Rachel to know. I am getting excited, but I try not to show it. I agree again that I won't tell Rachel. She says that $30,000 a year is about $2500 a month, and then she reaches out and hands me a check for $2500. I was stunned. I immediately started crying.

She gave me a hug and told me she thought I was cute for crying about it. She pointed out that neither Rachel not Megan were ever going to give her any grandchildren, and no matter what they may accomplish in life, it won't compare to the importance of bringing up my kids.

I thanked her at least 1000 times. I love Susan so much.


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