Della and I are so blessed to live in the same house with my mom. It is a big help, to have her here, just to talk or when I need a break. Sometimes, I think her and Della are more like two old women, who fuss all day, than grandmother and granddaughter (smile).
Now, my mom works full time and plans to retire in a couple of years. May dad passed, a couple of years ago, so it’s just us girls (me, Della, mom, my sister and her daughter).
Saturday, I was talking to mom about her plans to buy a house, and I was telling her, I don’t think it’s the best idea for our family. Now, I know, to some, buying a house is the ultimate goal for their family, but I don’t want my mom to spend her retirement years paying for a house, when she could be spending that money on the things she loves.
When we were growing up, my parents had a home and did everything they could to provide for us. They worked long hours and sacrificed to make sure my sister and I had a good childhood. I will forever be grateful to them. They showed us how to achieve our dreams, through hard work and determination. My sister and I have degrees, make a good living, and are able to provide for our kids. Now, it is time for her to live her dreams.
It’s not like in my grandparents or great-grandparents’ days, when they barely had anything, worked endless days to provide a home for their kids, and the only thing they had to leave them were a family house and land. For a black family, growing up in the south, times were hard then.
Times have changed and we have the opportunity to experience more in life. My mom loves to travel, spend time with her friends, shop and spoil her grand kids. After all the things she has sacrificed, it’s time for her to enjoy life and enjoy her money. She should not have to think about a mortgage after retirement.
To me, home is with family. I would rather have the memories of my mom and daughter playing together, planting flowers, or shopping for a new dress. I would rather have the pictures of us on vacation, at family cookouts, or spending days outside in the yard. For me, those memories are more valuable than her leaving us a house.