My husband and I recently repaid our parent loans for our children's college. That ended twelve years of monthly payments to various financial institutions- a huge relief. The respite didn't last long as we realized that my mom needed a home. So now she is moving in with us before winter comes.
For some reason it seems like a good idea, not something that we have to do out of honor or duty. We're making plans for fixing up our old house and adding bird feeders along the porch. Mom and I are signed up to go to a writer's conference and we're going to cook and workout together. I'm looking forward to the time together. My mom is somewhat like my chocolate lab: I can say anything to her or ignore her for days. But when I call her she's still my mom, faithful and responsive.
I think I like being in the middle because I have a little wisdom and experience, but yet I still have time to learn and change the pattern of my life. I know that it won't be long before my children will be sandwiched in between me and their children. But for now I like being in the middle.
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