Our RV friends Vickie and The Pilot are giving up the RV lifestyle,
and settling in to their sticks and bricks soon. . .
so she is switching her blog over to discussions about aging.
I find that I am enjoying reading her thoughts and ponderings very much. . .
so, last weeks post. . .Off the Rails. . .really struck a nerve. . .
since this is a place my brothers and I find ourselves with our aging parents.
I get it. . .I really do. . .I understand the desire for independent living.
I understand the desire to age gracefully and peacefully in your own home. . .
I DON’T understand letting that home disintegrate around you. . .
while you stubbornly cling to your dream of living there til you die. . .
I DON’T understand being forced into making a decision for you,
because two years ago, when I requested that a change be made, you refused.
I DON’T understand being screamed at by you because,
although you were capable. . .you chose to not make good decisions,
and now we’re having to pick up the pieces. . .and the garbage. . .
and the crap that you’ve collected over the last 40 years,
the stuff that is so important we weren’t allowed to touch
that is stacked into piles and corners. . .
So yes. . .I do understand the desire to live independently. . .
but this is the third time Dave and I have had to clean out our parent’s houses. . .
and I for one pray that my children never have to experience the turmoil
we are experiencing of needing to make decisions for things
that could have easily been taken care of in a more timely fashion. . .
As I’m sure you can tell. ..my brothers and I had a rough day yesterday
cleaning out and getting rid of all the clutter accumulated in our parent’s place. . .
This is how we dealt with years worth of magazines,
and various and other sundry items we found stacked everywhere
as we prepare our parents for downsizing to a more manageable place.
We are saving everything possible that they can possibly use in their
new location. . .but it has been a rough ride. . .let me tell you!
What could we have done different?
What could we have done better? I don’t know!
If you’ve read my blog very long. . .
you know that Dave and I have been taking our RV to their place
and staying on a regular basis. . .but it finally just got to the point
that we felt like all we did was work ourselves to death
mowing six to eight acres of the twelve acres on the place,
and cleaning up the clutter that we were allowed
to touch that had accumulated since our last visit. . .
We begged and pleaded for our parents to sell the place,
and move closer to one of my brothers. . .
It finally just got to the point of telling them. . .
if we wanted to maintain and keep up a place, we would have our own. . .
If you can’t maintain and keep up this place. . .then it’s time to sell it.
Now that decision has been forced upon them. . .and they are not happy!
Thanks for allowing me to vent. . .I pray the next few days go more smoothly
‘cause I am at my wit’s end. . .
I know that by sharing this, I am opening myself up to criticisms. . .
I only pray that if you choose to comment,
you will be kind, and understand there’s more than I could possibly share. . .