Chapter 13 - My Mother Gave Me the Deed to the Farm She Had Sold for My EducationOne summer morning, Mom called me into her room.
She held an old envelope.
“What is this?”
“Open it.”
Inside was the original deed to our family farm.
I stared.
“You kept this?”
She nodded.
“I bought it back.”
My eyes widened.
“How?”
“Over the years.”
I couldn't speak.
She smiled.
“I wanted to give something back to you.”
“Mom, you don't owe me anything.”
“You sold your childhood home to put me through college.”
“I did.”
“And now I want you to have something that reminds you where you came from.”
I cried.
She hugged me.
The farm became a retreat for the foundation.
Every summer, elderly women came there for free vacations.
They planted vegetables.
Painted.
Talked.
Laughed.
My mother would sit under the old oak tree and watch them.
She had spent years believing she was a burden.
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Now she had hundreds of people calling her “Ms. Rose.”
She became their favorite person.
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