We have some problematic relatives on my mother’s side. Yesterday my mom called – they have some terrible money problems again, I did not understand who, but the point is that they urgently need help.
The family has a lot of debts. Everyone who could not get enough – the mother, the father, the daughter, the daughter’s husband, and so on to infinity. My mother, a kind-hearted man, willingly listened to this sad story. Maybe even cried. And promised to think how we can help.
And so she calls me and tells me – the banks are not just calling, and come home. They come into the yard, start pounding on windows, doors, trying to get in the back door, somehow get in, get in, get through. They leave scary letters.
The family panics. Urgently looking for money, it is necessary to begin to pay monthly payments. And the total income all together is very small. I did not quite understand my son-in-law is working or just looking for work. Pension, some children’s payments, pennies from my grandmother’s work. And the mother is at home with the child.
What were the credits for? First for repairs in the house, and then it is not clear. And then it was either stolen or drank, or wasted… The banks added interest and the sum came out to be very large. Of course, unaffordable. Nothing better than to call my kind-hearted and too trusting mother. They explained as follows – well, Anna divorced, my husband probably pays a lot of alimony, she works, moreover, you are in the capital, you have exactly more money than we do. So help me!
Mom answered them: it is difficult for them, Anna’s work is not quite clear, her future is unclear. And they – well, she has a car, let her sell it, half of it will be enough for the bank.
I understand that we need to do good, we need to help, and the more so, some relatives, they are not strangers. I understand – there are children (or one child, I do not know), they are sorry. I understand that people need to reach out and try to pull them out of holes, even if they have dug them with their own hands.
But to get such a huge sum of money, even if it’s half of the accrued interest, and then to ask for help from someone who has never had even half that much money in his life. Just like that, so that you can take it and give it. Not to lend, but just to give. No repayment.
Of course I told my mother that I refused to help. It is clear that my mother already knew my answer. But the best part – she sighed and said, if we were rich, we would be able to help them.
I told her – Mom, we would never be rich if we helped people like these people.
