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Hi everyone, this is so interesting.

In my culture and many others around the world, different generations live under one roof. Or in close proximity to family members. Usually, not always depending on circumstances. The older member offering support and life experiences, and the younger members keeping the older ones young. If harmonious, it's a good fit. If there is tension, not so good.

I think we would all be better off if we had connections with people of all ages groups. Just think of the benefits!
I believe that if you don't have family support, it's good to reach out to neighbors, friends, groups that share your interest. It doesn't matter if your are 62 or 102. You have a lot to offer!

Just my thoughts on a Sunday morning. Good luck to everyone who is navigating these family issues.

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You're so right. That's how I feel about it as well.

When I was small I told my parents that I wanted to earn enough money to afford a house in which they could live with me so they would be independent and I would be there for help if they needed it. I never understood the care homes, they made me sick to my stomach and very sad.

I though was 'the weird/different one' (I never liked it when they said that because i was used to myself but later in life could see they were different from me) and my siblings did not do such things, nor did they want to accommodate my parents who themselves didn't want to move in with their children. There was no need, they were doing fine.
I offered to take in my mother after my father died but she didn't want to and preferred being in her own house. I am fine with that: it's all that matters, she should be in the best place for her.

I don't know which culture you come from but I have often felt out of place. As a child I really REALLY wanted to one day hear my parents admit I was adopted. But my mother insists I am theirs 😊 As a woman on the bus asked my mother if it was difficult to raise 'such an oriental child' my hopes went up. But alas, I was not oriental 😹

I never belonged in the culture I am in and suppose I am not the only one.
In some locations they set up homes for said elderly with students and immigrants; this way people get in touch with one another and feel they are part of society. Such a great initiative!