My life changed

My family was quite poor, and everything was a struggle for us. A stranger came to our village, he was the son of a family that had immigrated years earlier. Now wealthy he had returned on a mission. He had a son who he loved dearly, and the son was very smart and awkward with women. As his son was his only child, he'd decided to get him married and so he returned to find a wife for his son in the old country. His own wife had passed away many years earlier and he had been busy building his company and raising his son. He had decided to buy a wife for his son like had happened in the past, but not much these days. Of course, if you find some family that is desperate enough you can still make a deal. My family was that family for him, not that I'd must opposition, as most of the young people left as soon as they could. I couldn't as my mother was always ill, and my father was a drunk and I was needed to care for my mother. Two things happened fairly close together; my father agreed to selling me as a wife and my mother passed away (stroke) while my father was making the deal. With my mother gone and a father more interested in the money he would get for me, my decision was easy. I accepted and I married the son 6 weeks later, after all health and other checks completed. Now years later I've 5 children 3 boys and 2 girls and a loving husband and his father is very supportive of me and always has been. My own father died a few years after I'd left, drunk and hit by a bus when he fell in front of it.