When my mom moved to New York seven years ago I thought it would be easier to maintain her health and well-being because she was close by. What I didn't figure on was who was going to help maintain mine? Why is it so difficult to for a child to take care of an aged parent when a parent can take care of a house full of children? In the past the role of a woman was to take care of her family, raise her children, maintain her house and love her man. Today a woman has to work in the rat race of jobs, raise children in our ever declining educational system, maintain a household and somehow find time to keep the marriage alive. Wait... that's not all. Let us not forget the elderly parent who unless they lived in medicare housing, would not be able to live on their own. Hence, my mom lives with me.
I remember coming home from college after being away for four years and thinking, "I can't live with my parents anymore. " It was crazy having to answer to them after being away for four years.
Well, it is just as crazy for parents to live with their children. They can't answer to their children and their children can't answer to them, but that is exactly what happens as time wears on. Why is this so hard?
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I think it's the world's sick joke of irony, implying that what way you come in is the way you go out, and its the luck of the draw who holds your hand when you say goodbye.
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