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When children live far away from their elderly parents, a range of worries arise. Here is an introspective look on some important questions in the sunset years of parents.
With changing aspirations, families often have to deal with children living far away from their parents. Here is an introspective look on the parents’ side of the story, their dilemmas, and a very important question.
“Is it OK for our kids to feel guilty if they are unable to look after us when we get old and sick?”
A sudden uncomfortable silence descended on the party that had been fairly lively till then. All of us stared at the guest who had posed this strange query. He went on to elaborate, “Some children of those of us here live overseas. They are there for better career prospects and we too have knowingly or unknowingly encouraged them to go abroad to seek better pastures. We basked in their success and even helped them out with babysitting when required. Then we were younger and physically able to look after ourselves.”
“…We basked in their success and even helped them out with babysitting when required. Then we were younger and physically able to look after ourselves.”
By now, the gentlemen had everyone’s attention. He was well into his seventies, yet his voice did not waver as he continued, “The grandkids are growing up and our children are totally engrossed in their lives in the foreign cities. We are growing old, becoming physically weaker and dependent. Our situation will only worsen as diseases may set in. Obviously, our now-busy children will not have time to look after us on a daily basis. So is it OK for them to feel guilty if they cannot look after us when we get old and sick?”
“Obviously, our now-busy children will not have time to look after us on a daily basis.”
As happens when faced with unwanted uncomfortable questions, we all avoided eye contact with each other. Some suddenly found urgent messages to deal with on the phone, some began to clear up glasses, somebody escaped to the wash room.
Eventually we regrouped and started talking simultaneously. Here are a few of the emotional statements:
After about 15 minutes of a high pitched debate, the hostess intervened with ice cream, which cooled tempers that were threatening to go out of control. Silence prevailed and soon the party ended on a largely introspective note.
The original question haunted me for quite a while. Improved lifestyles, better medicines, and proactive medical investigations have increased average life span. We look after our ageing parents – which, in fact, is our tradition.
Help can be emotional, financial, and physical. This does not necessarily mean living in a joint family. When one is old and weak, it is their children that parents trust and want the most… to talk with, to share thoughts with, to complain, to argue with, to fight with. When separated by thousands of kilometres, this may not always be possible.
This loneliness is compounded when one parent passes away. Obviously, the children (who may be overseas or in a different city) have their own family and career commitments due to which they can devote limited time with their old parents. Sickness, loneliness, a feeling of perceived-rejection can create a potential crisis situation. I have read reports of thugs who have gained confidence of such vulnerable seniors and had property willed to them.
I am sure all of us know of elders in such situations trying to put on a brave face. Some of us are likely to face the same a few years from now. Have we thought this over? What will be our support systems? Have we saved enough to fund such support? Can we turn to our children for help? Can they be there for us?
If not, are we prepared?
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