As her only daughter, and because I did love her once, I feel I have a duty to have her to live with us. I think endlessly of putting her into a home, but I cannot bear it. At the same time, my husband has never been able to stand her. She and he have never got on, and she is capable of making barbed personal remarks and winding him up. He has, quite understandably, got into such a state about having her here, saying that it would ruin everything, that I feel completely torn in two.
I couldn't live with myself if I didn't care for her, but I am not sure that my husband could live with me if I did. Has anyone else had a similar situation? Can anyone offer any help?
Yours sincerely, Naomi
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