Rhodie Ranch
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So that I didn't totally hijack NyBoy's thread about Pop...
My mother wants to live with us. She's now 8 hours away, will be turning 88 and is in better shape than I at 63. She lives in a three story townhouse and runs up and down the stairs all day long. She's also wealthy. My sis runs her estate monies for her, but Mother battles her tooth and nail. Another story.
I"m the eldest and the one that emotionally takes care of Mother. I call her two times a week, email her interesting things, and generally am her friend. The other three kids (except for my sis's fiduciary duties) ignore her. Completely. She plays bridge 4 days a week, goes out and about alot, but all her friends are dying off. Almost every weekend is a funeral for someone or someone's husband she knows. She has close friends down there, but gets mighty lonely at nights. I cook her meals for her, and transport them in little containers to her freezer every time we see her.
She so wants to move, but the big hurdle will be:
1. how in the he@@ does she get rid of all her things? Furniture, closets upon closets of clothes, things and more things, china, crystal, things, mementos, glass, vases, things from all the world trips she's taken (and remembers so well!) (I can barely remember last year).
2. how in the he@@ do I live with her? She drives me crazy when on her turf, but we've taken her traveling with us and she's mmmmuuuuchhh better about nagging, and criticizing. We took her on a two week trip to Lake Havasu in late January and I did well, until the last two days when I hit the proverbial fan with her.
Tell me your stories of frustration, triumph, patience of Job, and joys of taking care of your Mother. Thank you.
My mother wants to live with us. She's now 8 hours away, will be turning 88 and is in better shape than I at 63. She lives in a three story townhouse and runs up and down the stairs all day long. She's also wealthy. My sis runs her estate monies for her, but Mother battles her tooth and nail. Another story.
I"m the eldest and the one that emotionally takes care of Mother. I call her two times a week, email her interesting things, and generally am her friend. The other three kids (except for my sis's fiduciary duties) ignore her. Completely. She plays bridge 4 days a week, goes out and about alot, but all her friends are dying off. Almost every weekend is a funeral for someone or someone's husband she knows. She has close friends down there, but gets mighty lonely at nights. I cook her meals for her, and transport them in little containers to her freezer every time we see her.
She so wants to move, but the big hurdle will be:
1. how in the he@@ does she get rid of all her things? Furniture, closets upon closets of clothes, things and more things, china, crystal, things, mementos, glass, vases, things from all the world trips she's taken (and remembers so well!) (I can barely remember last year).
2. how in the he@@ do I live with her? She drives me crazy when on her turf, but we've taken her traveling with us and she's mmmmuuuuchhh better about nagging, and criticizing. We took her on a two week trip to Lake Havasu in late January and I did well, until the last two days when I hit the proverbial fan with her.
Tell me your stories of frustration, triumph, patience of Job, and joys of taking care of your Mother. Thank you.