My Son Abandoned Me on the Highway — So I Sold His House
What started as a cheerful road trip with my son and his family quickly turned into the most painful moment of my life. We stopped at a gas station, and while I went inside to grab snacks, they drove off—leaving me stranded with no explanation.
After finding my way to a nearby town and eventually reaching my son, his excuses felt hollow. The betrayal cut deep. I had helped him when he needed it most, even holding the deed to his house to support him financially.
Back home, still reeling from what happened, I made a decision—not out of revenge, but self-respect. I sold the house. That chapter is closed now. Sometimes, taking your power back means letting go of people who don’t value you.
