This is a recent story. I am Riho, a woman in her late 40s, living with my husband and two children. My parents’ home became vacant after my mother passed away three years ago, as my father had already passed away. I have been maintaining the house and its expenses, but it is becoming difficult. My husband suggested selling the house, which I am hesitant about. However, I overheard him planning to use the proceeds from the sale to buy a new car, causing me shock and distress. This leads to the continuation of the story in part 2.
This is a recent story. I am Riko, in my late 40s, living with my husband, high school daughter, and middle school son. My parents’ home is within commuting distance by bullet train. Since getting married, we built our home in the current location, so I no longer have the possibility of living in my hometown. Thus, when my mother passed away three years ago, the family home became vacant.
With my father already deceased, no one lives in the old and spacious house. As the only daughter, I am currently handling its management, but…
After the funeral, I stayed at my parents’ house for a while, sorting through my mother’s belongings while grieving. Since then, I have been going once a month to clean the rooms, tend to the garden, and organize my feelings. It seems that the sadness of losing my mother has gradually eased. However, the maintenance costs of a single-family home are not insignificant, and the round-trip bullet train fare to my parents’ home adds up.
To avoid burdening our household finances, I have been paying for the management costs of my parents’ home with the small amount of money my mother left behind. But it looks like that will soon run out. Seeing me troubled, my husband brought up the issue, “Hey Riko, don’t you think it’s time to consider letting go of your parents’ house?”
“Yeah… I probably won’t go back to live in that house in my hometown anymore. We have to keep paying the monthly electricity and water bills, and aren’t we still paying taxes?”
My husband and I already have a house. The kids probably think of this place as their hometown. And for me, it’s been more than 20 years since I left my hometown, and I’m not considering going back now.
“But if we sell it, what should we do… Can I leave the procedures to you?”
“Okay, I have a friend who works in real estate, I’ll ask him.” Afterwards, my husband contacted various acquaintances to make the arrangements for selling my parents’ home. Being in sales himself, my husband is indeed dependable. However, just after finalizing the sale, I heard a shocking statement.
“Oh, it’s a call. Is it about the upcoming car inspection? Hello~” My husband picked up his phone and moved to the next room. If he’s going to leave the car for inspection, maybe I should confirm the schedule as well… As I was thinking that, I overheard something.
“That’s good, a new car! I was just thinking about replacing it. Oh, I’m fine with money. I’ll be getting a ‘special bonus’ soon! Actually, I’m going to sell some real estate I have…”
I can’t believe he’s counting on the sales proceeds from my parents’ house! It might be an amount that can easily buy a car, but for me, it’s a precious family heirloom… It’s just too much for him to speak excitedly about a ‘special bonus’ after reluctantly letting go of the house. The shock left me speechless.
To be continued in Part 2.
Original story by Mamastar Community Script/Editing by the editorial department Illustrated by Nekoyama Edited by Telego Iii