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Home. Again

Many of you who have been reading for awhile know that Troy and rent the house I grew up in from my parents.

Any of you who have been reading this blog since last September know that my mom has MS – Multiple Sclerosis.  She landed herself in the hospital last fall, which turned in to a stay in a long-term care facility for a few weeks.

That was a stressful time for everyone.  My mom wanted to be home, my dad wanted my mom safe (and also wanted her home), and my sister and I who both work full-time set up a visitation schedule that included bringing dinners because my mom was not a fan of the facility’s food.

I distinctly remember driving home one night freaking out.  Is this our family’s future?  At that moment, I called my dad and said “sell the house you live in now, and move in with us”.  My dad laughed and brushed it off, but I persisted.  I needled and pressed.  They both brushed it off for months.

Right after Christmas, I was the first one to family dinner.  While Jack was playing, I asked mom and dad how they were doing.  They glanced at each other and said “we’re managing”, to which I responded “should life be about managing, or enjoying”?

I’m not sure if it was that conversation, or just a culmination of things happening, but they relented, and the planning began.

At this point, the architect has finished the plans, and we’ll be heading towards the permitting process soon.  Construction will likely start in August or September, and god willing, it will be well progressed in time for the November rainy season.

My little family will have the upstairs floor, and a small portion of the existing basement.  The basement will also be pushed out and over to add space; essentially creating a roomy and private one bedroom apartment.  The addition to the side will add another bedroom upstairs, which will become our new master.  It will be nice to have a third upstairs, as the third bedroom was in the basement, leaving us to plan for Jack and #2 (whenever that will happen) sharing a bedroom.

I have some friends who can’t imagine living with their parents, but it has never given me a second of pause.  My family is tight, and we look out for each other.  My parents have been my rock and have been so instrumental in pushing me to follow my dreams.  Their emotional, and at times financial support has made so many things possible in my life.

A friend of mine said that having them move in would be like a way for me to thank them for everything, but I don’t see it like that.  Even if they had never gone above and beyond for me, I’d still want them living with us.  Life is not about paying back what you’ve taken, but rather doing the right thing simply because it is the right thing.  I love my parents and I’m so excited to have them move in with us.  As  challenging as it might at times, it won’t be any more difficult than worrying about them all the time.

When I was 5, my parents bought some property and were planning on building a house.  After all the plans were finalized, they realized the cost would be more than they could afford.  They put that dream on hold, and started looking for a ready built place.  Driving around one day, my dad found this house, and gently “broke in” and looked around.  It was instant love for the whole family.  Even when I left home and lived in other cities and states, I always considered this house my home.  My little town was a fabulous place to grow up, and I wouldn’t have traded it for anything.

My parents loved this house as well, and only left it reluctantly in 2007 when it became too much upkeep for them, and it wasn’t accessible for their gimpiness.  They bought a condo next to my mom’s best friend and were fine there for a few years.  Both of them love this house, the town, and the view.  Having them come home again is what is best for everyone.  They get to live where they love, and we get to help them live independently.  We get stability in our living situation, and they get to live with a four-year-old naked superhero who makes everyone smile.  They get homemade meals, and air dried laundry.  We get to be around people we love and respect.  There are only winners in this situation.

Afterall, life should be about living, and not surviving.

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40 comments on “Home. Again”

  1. Living out the Loving! Congratulations and best wishes to your entire family.

  2. Living out the Loving! Congratulations and best wishes to your entire family.

  3. LOVE THIS! As you know the kids & I live with my parents & it’s a blessing. Hard at times but so worth it. Good luck with everything lady, wishing you all the best. Your never far from my thoughts 🙂

  4. That sounds wonderful!
    My in-laws live with us half the year (and in another province the other half of the year) and it is quite nice. My teenagers love having their grandparents right here. My only complaint is that they bake too much and share too much, making it nearly impossible to lose weight!!! If that is my biggest problem, I’ve got it pretty good!
    We are in the house I grew up in as well. We bought it from my parents when they decided to get (wayyyyy)out of the city. I totally understand the love you have for your home!
    It is nice when families don’t just “get along”, but actually LIKE each other, isn’t it?

    • Yes, it’s such a blessing to have great family! I have lots of friends with horrible in-laws and parent’s, but I’m so lucky in that I love both sets of parents in our lives. I am truly blessed, and it sounds like you are too!

  5. Good luck on construction.
    My mom was diagnosed with MS five years ago, and she had diabetes for (basically) her whole life. I’ve been taking care of her since I was six, and soon she’s going to need full-time care. I want to do it but she and my grandma don’t want her care to become my life. If I could, I would because she’s the only person that’s supported me and my choices. And I’m honestly kind of scared of the prospect of not taking care of her, I don’t know if I’ll know what to do with myself if I wasn’t.

    Wish you and your family luck and love. 🙂

    • MS sucks ass, and I’m sorry for your mom and your family. I hope things work out like they’re supposed to, and everyone is safe and happy.

  6. I think that’s awesome you have this kind of relationship with them that you’re willing, and more than willing, happy and excited to do this. I wish you all the best and a speedy construction! I lack that sort of connection with my family, but I certainly admire it on yours. And what’s this about Jack #2? Got me there!

    • Well we’d love to have another kid, but with Troy’s current schedule, we’d never bring a baby in to our crazy lives. It is hard enough for me to be a “single” mom to one kid – adding one that can’t feed themselves or poop on the toilet would be a nightmare!

  7. Best post ever.

  8. I had to comment today! I think your logic is spot on. I have always admired your weekly dinners with family. I wish I had that closeness in my family but it’s just not the way for me. I think it’s a win win for all of you!!

  9. I love this and I love you.

    I think it’s amazing that you are doing this. I would do the same! I agree with you as well that live should be about living, not surviving.

    I mean that is the reoccurring theme from The Croods…that I saw three times…………

  10. Congrats! Sounds like good news for all. 🙂