I have money—I earned it honestly. But that doesn’t give you the right to treat me like a cash cow.”

At Galina’s place there was always a scent of lavender—not because she particularly loved the fragrance, but because that’s what her beauty salon smelled like. Everything—from the cuticle gel to the towel softener—carried that pharmacy-clean softness and a sense of feminine well-being. She smelled of stability. Of success. And of a light, almost imperceptible sadness. […]

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When I was 65, my daughter died in childbirth. Her husband left a note saying that caring for a child “wasn’t for him.” He left without saying goodbye.

how one woman became a guardian for little Lily after a tragedy I am 65, and over the past year my life has turned into a chain of painful events, sleepless nights, and constant worries. My daughter did not survive a difficult childbirth, though she fought until the very end. After my granddaughter was born, […]

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