When my mom called me from her honeymoon, begging for help, I thought she was in serious danger. I didn’t expect her to tell me Greg, her new husband, had brought his kids and grandkids along, turning her honeymoon into a babysitting job.
Mom, who had found happiness with Greg after years of grieving my dad, didn’t deserve this. Furious, I drove to Florida, determined to confront Greg. Arriving at the resort, I found her exhausted, holding a wailing toddler. I called Greg out in front of everyone, exposing his selfishness and disrespect. His justification? It was a “family trip” and she was now “the new mom.”
I helped Mom pack her bags and leave. On the drive home, she thanked me, realizing she deserved better. She blocked Greg, filed for an annulment, and moved on. Meanwhile, Greg’s life fell apart as his own kids turned against him.
Looking back, I’m proud I stood up for Mom, saving her from a man who exploited her kindness. She deserved happiness—and someone who truly valued her.
