I just feel guilty all the time about my Mom’s situation.
I have three children….one is on her own, one is in college but home for the summer (and still on my “payroll”), and the youngest is 16. I also work full time.
My mom is 84, is extremely feeble, and lives alone. However, her mind is still functioning well. My sister is her power of attorney. I have offered several times for Mom to come stay with me, but she refuses to move out of her house. My sister and I wanted to hire help for her, but she said her house was too dirty (her pets run amok in it….just imagine.) My daughter eagerly offered to go clean her house once a week, but Mom and my sister didn’t want to give her a key to the house. I went over there one Saturday a couple of weeks ago and cleaned for hours in the hopes that she would allow some outside help to come in, but she is still refusing because the help we had for my dad before he died stole from her, among other things. I have also offered to take one or more of the pets home with me, but my offer was refused by Mom and my sister (it would “kill” Mom to get rid of the pets….according to my sister.)
My sister also has a family and works full time, but she goes over to Mom’s every night to take care of her and usually doesn’t get home to spend much time at all with her family. I feel awful about this, but I feel like I have come up with ideas to help in ways that would not sacrifice my own family or my job. None of my ideas is ever acceptable as the only kind of help that is acceptable to Mom (and also my sister) is on Mom’s terms, which always make me choose between my children (or job) and her. I call her almost every day and go for a visit at least once a week, but I just don’t have time to take care of her, her house and mine too while working full time. She just doesn’t seem to understand this (she never worked a day in her life.)
My mother is a very sweet lady and I love her a lot, but at this point in time, I feel like she is not facing the reality of her increasing age. She wants things to be like they were 20 years ago, but I think those days are gone forever. My sister is such a servant to her she should be a saint, but on the other hand, I’m sure her family is suffering because of her absence from them.
Does anyone have any words of wisdom? I feel guilty no matter what I do.
