The deeply comforting scent of freshly brewed vanilla coffee gently filled my incredibly quiet, entirely peaceful suburban kitchen this highly beautiful morning.
I absolutely never expected a sudden, violently devastating emotional storm to completely shatter my perfectly safe, beautifully quiet, incredibly wonderful residential sanctuary.
The totally wonderful, highly anticipated joyful news initially arrived like a perfectly beautiful, incredibly bright ray of pure, deeply radiant golden sunshine.
I recently found out that my DIL was pregnant and I was over the moon.
My totally exhausted, deeply loving maternal heart violently skipped a completely joyous, highly wonderful, and absolutely profound, beautifully innocent little racing beat.
I immediately joyfully envisioned tiny, completely adorable little footsteps wonderfully echoing down my incredibly familiar, perfectly clean, beautifully polished wooden hardwood hallways.
I had already started planning the baby room and ordered some things online.
I carefully purchased tiny, incredibly adorable knitted sweaters and wonderfully plush, beautifully soft stuffed animals for the incredibly precious, entirely utterly innocent baby.
It would be my first grandchild, so I must admit that I did go a bit over board.
The incredibly massive, completely unexpected, entirely devastating emotional blow heavily landed on a totally ordinary, perfectly quiet, entirely beautiful, and completely highly unsuspecting Tuesday afternoon.
He completely avoided making any direct eye contact, nervously pacing my completely spotless, beautifully vacuumed, entirely perfectly quiet, and highly beloved family living room space.
The incredibly heavy, perfectly silent tension violently suffocating the warm air felt entirely exactly like a highly dangerous, completely devastating, utterly terrible, fierce impending storm.
But a few days later my son came over and said, “Can you please move out so we can have the house?
The entirely profound, completely massive absurdity of his incredibly sudden, totally calm, deeply terrible demand completely violently stunned my entire, completely highly deeply shocked brain.
With the baby on the way we’re going to need more space Mom.”
His highly casual, entirely completely entitled tone violently slashed perfectly through my deeply shocked, entirely vulnerable, profoundly loving, completely highly entirely entirely exhausted maternal heart.
He genuinely, completely perfectly expected me to entirely happily pack my heavy bags and beautifully abandon my perfectly safe, completely highly beloved, entirely paid home.
I was shocked to my core. The entirely profound, highly unexpected demand completely violently paralyzed my absolutely terrified vocal cords instantly.
I frantically entirely searched his highly familiar, completely serious eyes for any absolute trace of a terribly cruel, entirely completely highly utterly bizarre bad joke.
This beautifully solid, completely absolutely secure brick structure entirely fundamentally represented my absolute entire life of massive, completely highly absolutely incredibly completely entirely profound sacrifice.
This is MY house, the one thing I had left after giving everything else to my kids.
I entirely completely sacrificed my entirely precious youth, massive career goals, and deep personal dreams perfectly for them during entirely incredibly entirely completely hard times.
Every single profoundly exhausted, entirely difficult working day beautifully fundamentally completely paid for this perfectly safe, highly incredibly utterly profoundly deeply entirely secure residential sanctuary.
So I refused. The completely absolutely highly tiny, entirely deeply profound two syllables violently shattered the incredibly tense, completely highly entirely absolutely entirely silent atmosphere.
My son lost it completely and snapped at me, saying, “A real grandma would sacrifice for those she claims to love.”
His entirely highly deeply cruel, completely weaponized words violently pierced my entirely completely absolutely deeply shattered, highly entirely profoundly absolutely beautifully soft, completely exhausted soul.
He completely maliciously perfectly twisted my absolutely entirely highly profound, deep maternal love into a terrible, heavy, completely highly absolutely entirely utterly cruel psychological weapon.
I was hurt and disappointed. The entirely complete, deeply heavy tears violently sprang into my totally exhausted, highly entirely completely absolutely deeply terrified weary eyes.
I never thought my son would be so cruel, especially not because he didn’t get his way.
The profoundly absolute, completely intense highly devastating emotional betrayal violently burned deep entirely within my heavily aching, completely highly absolutely entirely deeply completely crushed chest.
He entirely totally aggressively stormed directly toward the incredibly beautiful, highly thick entirely solid wooden front entry door without perfectly entirely absolutely looking entirely back.
I entirely completely highly desperately deeply intensely needed absolutely completely entirely some fresh, highly beautifully perfectly cooling air to completely entirely absolutely highly deeply breathe.
So I got in my car and went shopping with the hope that it would calm my nerves and help me see things clearly.
I blindly wandered past the completely beautiful, highly incredibly perfectly colorful fresh produce, entirely completely highly absolutely entirely profoundly deeply lost in heavy deep thought.
I entirely completely highly profoundly completely deeply desperately heavily pondered a peaceful compromise to entirely completely highly absolutely perfectly save our entirely fragile beautiful family.
I thought I had come up with a solution that would help us all, but apparently, I was wrong.
I completely beautifully naively absolutely believed my entirely highly completely immense maternal love could miraculously fix this entirely completely highly absolutely terrible massive familial conflict.
When I got home, my groceries crashed down and hit the floor. The highly terrible emotional shock violently froze my completely entirely perfectly exhausted blood.
The perfectly beautiful, highly expensive fresh fruit violently entirely highly completely scattered entirely everywhere across the completely perfectly entirely absolutely clean dark concrete garage floor.
I saw two police cars sitting outside my garage and the officers were speaking to my son.
The entirely incredibly completely highly absolutely totally deeply intensely flashing bright red lights completely absolutely entirely blinded my entirely highly completely absolutely terrified weary eyes.
I entirely completely absolutely highly entirely could not perfectly entirely beautifully completely totally absolutely exactly believe my entirely incredibly completely absolutely entirely own tired eyes.
I went to find out what happened and the officer told me that my son said I was “trespassing” on his property.
The entirely absolutely incredibly completely entirely totally extremely absolutely highly absolute ridiculous lie entirely completely heavily absolutely floored my entirely absolutely completely exhausted fragile spirit.
He entirely completely perfectly entirely completely totally intentionally highly absolutely lied directly absolutely perfectly entirely to the entirely heavily armed, completely perfectly professional responding police.
He wanted them to remove me. The entirely highly incredibly completely absolutely total absolute chilling emotional cruelty entirely perfectly completely stung my heavily tired soul.
He completely absolutely entirely highly totally beautifully exactly expected them to violently entirely highly perfectly forcibly evict me entirely completely highly perfectly from my home.
At that point I was furious. The entirely complete, absolutely blind raging inferno erupted intensely and perfectly inside my completely highly exhausted, entirely shattered soul.
I fiercely intensely marched perfectly exactly directly toward the completely confused, highly entirely absolutely totally perfectly armed officers entirely perfectly absolutely waiting incredibly completely nearby.
I told the officers exactly what had happened and they told my son to leave.
I completely beautifully proudly highly exactly perfectly produced my entirely valid, totally absolutely entirely perfect legal state identification card entirely completely highly demonstrating absolute ownership.
The entirely highly completely incredibly professional, totally absolutely perfect officers immediately completely absolutely recognized his totally pathetic, entirely completely absolutely entirely highly fabricated absolute lie.
He stormed out like I had offended him and I haven’t heard from him since.
The highly incredibly completely perfectly massive, totally entirely absolutely heavy dark entirely toxic cloud temporarily completely perfectly entirely incredibly beautifully lifted entirely fully completely today.
The incredibly heavy, entirely deep quiet perfectly returned to my massive, thoroughly violated, yet heavily defended suburban home that completely incredibly dark, cold long night.
I desperately intensely hoped the completely terrifying, absolutely horrific, highly dramatic emotional incident was finally entirely, absolutely, completely and totally incredibly entirely perfectly totally over.
But yesterday my DIL sent me a message and said that I could either give them the house or they wouldn’t let me see my grandchild.
The incredibly cruel, entirely devastating emotional blackmail violently shattered my remaining, highly fragile hope for a wonderfully peaceful familial reconciliation totally entirely completely highly perfectly.
They genuinely believed they could forcefully extort my perfectly safe home from me by entirely maliciously holding my future beautiful grandchild completely entirely absolutely hostage.
The incredibly thick, deeply suffocating panic immediately began violently crushing my entirely tired lungs as I entirely completely highly perfectly processed their highly cruel ultimatum.
So, what should I do? The entirely impossible, deeply terrifying choice currently entirely perfectly looms heavily over my completely exhausted, absolutely shattered entirely mind today.
Do I give in to their demands and lose my home?
Or do I stand my ground and risk losing my grandchild?
The profound injustice of this highly terrifying, completely dark, and absolutely impossible situation entirely destroys my perfectly loving, incredibly deeply wounded exhausted beautiful maternal soul.
I fiercely refuse to be violently bullied directly out of my perfectly secure home by highly toxic, completely entitled entirely completely highly adult children absolutely.
Yet the entirely completely devastating thought of entirely perfectly missing entirely completely out entirely perfectly entirely on entirely perfectly my highly grandchild is absolutely perfectly unbearable.