Datsun310Guy wrote:BARNCA wrote: by trying to maintain some kind of relationship with your family?How old are you? I just turned 50 and my dad, mother-in-law, and father-in-law are all around 72-77 years old and are challenging us a lot. We love them and are blessed to still have them but they act like little kids. The roles have changed and we are now in charge. Some days I laugh, some I cry. Family........
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ugh... I am going through something like that myself.. My grandmother is moving into assisted living sometime this year (as soon as an opening presents it's self. My Father has been living in Florida helping her (she is 95, but a very healthy and spry 95)
As soon as she moved into the home.. he is going to sell her house and move back to NJ.. He has it in his head we will get a place together. I am not sure how to tell him I do NOT want to live with him any more than I would want to live in a cardboard box.. and not hurt his feelings?
i think its just cuz my mom was the one who really took care of me growin up and my dad was a drunk.. i know they both dont have much time left they are not the pictures of health no gettin younger. so i think i wanna kinda try and estabish some kind of thing when before there gone. and i just keep bangin y head cuz i get comments from my dad such as well if someone was around to help me and stuff like that.. Oh and just to clarify my mom almost died a few yrs ago from massive brain and head trauma.. so i dunno, i guess im a massocist..lol
Just remember: no matter what, they are still Mom and Dad.
I get along well enough with every one, but if I could go a year without seeing any one I would do just fine.
My family is outstanding. Supportive without being overbearing. All of us know how to mind our own business and not try to force each other into a mold. We have a lot of fun together and get together at least one week a year. This year was a house in the Turks and Caicos Islands. All 22 of us under one roof having a blast.
My wife's father is a pretty cool guy. Look up "good ol' boy" in the dictionary, there's a picture of him. He had a bad stroke 10 years ago and is paralyzed on one side of his body. He still goes hunting and fishing and playing in the mud. If he ever stopped, he'd die the next day.
My wife's mother, step-father and brother on the other hand...
There is nothing they like better than causing misery. I have every one of them programmed into my phone just so I know to not answer it. I have never met a more spiteful, hateful, back stabbing group of people in my life. I was dancing in the street the day they packed their crap and moved to New Orleans. Good riddance. About the only time they call us is to try to stir up hate and discontent and to ask to borrow money, so we don't even answer the phone.
Life is too short to deal with people like that.
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