DM is lovely. Kind and funny and 87. Her mobility has declined over the past few years hasn’t been able to do things like nip to the local shop etc.
During Covid her weekly dance group closed and her friend who drove her has passed away. She was all ready to move from her house to a fab sheltered flat (500 metres from us) but has backed out completely for spurious reasons (plus fear of change and stubbornness).
I feel so guilty that I feel cross that she’s not planned for this. I care for her full time, shopping/appointments etc are only possible because I take her.
I don’t really know where i’m going with this but I’m not going to rely on my DC for everything when i’m elderly.
We have 2 of our children on the ASD spectrum and one with severe MH needs. I just feel resentful that I’m expected to listen to DM go on and on and on about her neighbour’s bin being 2 inches closer to the wall than before.