Anonymous wrote:I'm in my 50's with older teenagers. My dad first became ill when I was in my 20's and he passed away when I was in my early 30's. I visited him often and was there to give my mom lots of moral support but mom was the caregiver to my father.
My mom chose to pare down and move to a retirement community where she has close access to shopping, restaurants, doctors, the hospital, etc. I visit her but I don't worry about her the way I see some of the sandwich generation doing. Her retirement community provides shuttle transportation, 3 meals a day, activities, maintenance and maid service. What she has done for her adult children is a huge blessing to all of us. When the time comes, I will be doing something similar for my own kids to the extent that I can afford to. I will definitely be simplifying my life and what needs to be done in terms of housework, yard work, etc.
Anonymous wrote:I’m 66, retired. Raised family, cared for ailing parents before they died. When I turned 65 I decided it was my turn; I’d lived my life for other people, trying to make them happy, doing what had to be done to keep the family running, working hard. This is the best time of my life; I live as I want to, do (or don’t do) what I want, without being mean or harming anyone. I’ve walked away from drama, from trying to help others all the time. I want a quiet, serene title life, and I have the opportunity to build a life I like now.
Anonymous wrote: I'm in my mid 40s with tween kids and dealing with aging parent issues (dementia, surgeries, needing me more) closeby and then DH's parents are farther away, but also issues, though more complicated since mom was al alcoholic and dad left and moved on.I am not looking for advice like getting more siblings involved in care or going to a support group. I know that stuff. I am just looking for some hope that it gets better or there is light. I feel stressed, but the end game leaves me an orphan and I love my parents, though i don't want them to suffer. My kids go through pleasant and tweeny phases and I know they will grow up and anything with them gets better sometimes that day or in a week or whatever. I just don't see where there is all headed, but my kids become adults and I lose my parents and IDK, my husband and I have more time to eachother-the one silver lining?
Anonymous wrote:I adored my parents. I was devastated when they died. But I let go of a lot of anxiety after they both were gone, as did my siblings. The grief has dissipated significantly 3 years after my mother died, and the main source of stress (primarily fear of parents’ death, not knowing what the future holds for them, etc) in my life is gone now. I miss them, I love them, and I have no shame that I am glad that I don’t have to worry about them any more.
My kids are 13 and 8, and have grown up enough that I enjoy traveling with them. Now that my parents are gone and we don’t visit them every chance we get we are free to choose our travel destinations. That is an enriching and joyful thing in our lives.
I would give all that up to bring my parents back happy and healthy, but I can’t so I do what they would have wanted; find happiness and silver linings elsewhere.
I feel your pain, and wish you the best for the future.