By: Ann Burnside Love
Before I moved to my independent living retirement
community, I admit I was bugging my children for information or assistance
undoubtedly more than I realized. They have always been good-natured about
this, but their demanding professional and family schedules didn’t really have
room for things I impulsively just picked up the phone and asked about. (Especially
irksome to them when I didn’t remember I’d already asked………….) Anything sound
familiar yet?
“But there were special circumstances!” I plead.
Maybe. Since I myself had become, as an only child and a
young widow, responsible for a series of elderly relatives, including in-laws, while
my four children were still young, they grew up knowing about the recurring
needs of the elderly and actually taking part. They helped them move, for
example, or gave routine/frequent help of one sort or another as needed. And
they did it with patience and kindness. I also worked hard to conceal
irritation, worry over upset schedules and constant fatigue, except when sorely
pushed.
Thus, I’ve always been independent by nature and by need, which
my whole life demonstrated until I became semi-retired, after health challenges
intervened. Again, sound familiar? So now I know for a fact my move was as good
for my children, in countless ways, as it has been for me. Especially that I am
safe through storms, winds and political irresponsibility. (No, no, not that
last! That’s just mental churning!)
Now I have access to good people ready to:
• Dig my car out of the snow and clean sidewalks
• Drive me to doctor’s appointments when I shouldn’t drive myself
• Fix a lamp or replace ceiling light bulbs
• Put a heavy sliding door blind back up
• Replace my dead microwave
• Put a shower door back on its sliding rails
• And much more, such as keeping my apartment sparkling —
and serving delicious meals!
Things my children who live nearby still do regularly, now
that I am no longer a young retiree:
• One, who is president of the company I founded, takes me
to lunch twice a month for updates. He also provides transportation to his
children’s sports events, theater performances and school occasions.
• Two are computer savvy and can respond when I have
computer or associated printer or other gear challenges. They are priceless
assists for a writer with deadlines who goes crazy when …………
• One is my financial advisor and also helps me get ready
for tax preparers.
• One has told me to call her first before becoming big-time
agitated when I can’t find something important. She has generously provided
endless kindnesses for years.
• They invite me to all sorts of delightful occasions and
pick me up at the door.
• They phone to check in regularly or irregularly, which I
appreciate beyond measure.
Ÿ One makes me
laugh until my ribs ache.
I’m sure you could prepare your own list of things your
children, other relatives, professionals or friends do to assist you from time
to time. (Few retired people of my age are still on a schedule such as mine, which
has its ridiculous aspects.)
This Independence Day, may you find peace of mind and time
to participate at the retirement living community of your choice. They all offer
a whole gamut of activities and services to make life enjoyable for you. And,
for heaven’s sake, remember that independence has limits! You aren’t alone
anymore! Carry on!
Ann’s new blog appears
here every Thursday. Comments are appreciated!
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