My Mom suffered a debilitating stroke in 1990. I was residing in New York at the time. My husband and I were raising our youngest daughter. We had sufficient income from our jobs and we were living comfortable.
Suddenly we were making plans to resign from our jobs and relocate in South Carolina to help the family with Mom . We thought Mom would be more cooperative because of all our efforts in trying to help her in her time of distress. Battling with dementia, and many other complications, Mom became really difficult to care for.
Being out of work, my husband, daughter, and I depleted our meager savings in a short period of time. We had to find employment, and fast! We found work, but the pay was insufficient. With God's help, we made things work. Caring for self, Mom, Hubby, and dealing with a preteen was difficult, to put it mildly.
Many families are caught up between generations, trying to do the very best for all involved. We did our best. At times, nothing seemed to work. but in the end, all is well.
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