My Grandson Made Me Sleep on the Yoga Mat Not to Pay for a Hotel, Less than 24 Hours Later Karma Hit Him Back

My grandson made me sleep on a yoga mat while he claimed the big bed — and less than 24 hours later, karma showed up.

At 87, I’m not easily fazed, but Tyler’s coldness stung. I raised him after his mother died and his father vanished. Now 32, he dodges responsibility, freeloads, and hides behind “spirituality” — energy talk, chanting, yoga — but no real effort.

He invited me and Willow to Charleston, and I hoped for some warmth. Instead, he refused me a proper bed because it might “disturb his energy,” handing me a thin yoga mat for the hallway. “It might recharge you, Grandma,” he said.

While they slept in comfort, I wrestled with the hard floor. By morning, he barely spoke to me — until karma intervened. Within an hour, he was on his knees, apologizing, and finally, my dignity was restored.