My MIL Always Gave My Son the Worst Gifts Because He ‘Wasn’t Blood’ — Until He Taught Her a Lesson

I knelt beside him.

“That’s beautiful, baby.

Hearts and all.”

“I want to give it to Gran on her birthday,” he said. “I’ve been saving my allowance, and I think we can get a nice frame for it.”

I looked at the picture again, and then at him.

“I do,” my son said, nodding.

“And you know she might not react the way you hope.”

“I know.”

“Because, Mom,” Skye said, shrugging, “I want her to feel seen. Even if she doesn’t do the same for me.”

“You’re kinder than she deserves, my boy,” I said, biting the inside of my cheek.

“That’s…

okay. But I’m not doing it for her. I’m doing it for me.

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