Dear Auntie Linda, I retired a couple of years ago. My elderly mother lives near me. she visits often is way too involved in my life. Every morning she calls to see what I am up. If I have shopping to do, she often says she’d like to ride along it I don’t object. If I don’t want to include her, I have to make an excuse. She comes over several times a week and stays till I tell her I have to get busy. If I spend time with other family members, she expects to be included. She throws out broad hints to be included when I plan vacations, but I refuse to invite her if my husband is going, since he’d rather not travel with her. She wants to stop every couple of hours for a bathroom break and gets another drink so we are always looking for a bathroom. She wants to stop for a long lunch restaurant. Needless to say, he doesn’t want to make “old lady” trips. When I do travel with Mother, I usually bear the total expense since she foster the illusion that I am well-off. I wish I had maintained more distance since I retired since I don’t want to live and breathe my mother. She is intrusive and points out outrageously obvious things before I have time to attend to them. “You forgot to open your mail.” “Your tea-kettle is whistling.” “The buzzer on you stove just went off.” She is offended when I point out that ” I don’t open the bills since Joe pays them. That’s his business. “, “I’m on the way to take the kettle(buzzer)off.” Mother’s mind is not bad. She’s just too much at home in my business. She frequently tells me, “I never talked back to my mother, and I am glad now I didn’t” to try to make me feel guilty. I have to point out my grandmother lived 800 miles away and didn’t get much chance to butt in. How in the world do I make the message clear? Harassed Daughter
Dear Harrassed, Be frank. When your mom calls, tell her you don’t know what your plans are. If you don’t have time or interest in having a visit, tell her you don’t have time today, or tell her exactly how long you want company. When she is intrusive, be frank. Make it clear you’ll invite her when the time is right. She will be offended, but she probably won’t die from the shock. If she wants to go to lunch, let her know if you don’t want to pay for hers. It’s better to set limits than avoid her. Auntie Linda
Dear Auntie Linda, I have six sisters and one brother. Our father was a very difficult man. When we gather at holiday dinners and discuss our lives, as adult children do, my brother insists we are exaggerating in our stories of our lives with Dad. He tells a much different tale, glorifying my father and ignoring any flaws. Indeed, my brother was my Dad’s Golden Boy, but Daddy didn’t spare him totally. Several times my dad became enraged and beat him badly. Why on earth would he defend him? Mystified
Dear Mystified, Obviously, your brother created a better past for himself. There is no point in arguing. It won’t change anything. You know the truth. Auntie Linda
Even Daddy, determined to be the “Man of the House,” found it hard to defend Willie Tharpe after Willie set the bed on fire, sneaked the dogs in the house, and left us with a maddening infestation of fleas that Christmas. Though he never acknowledged his embarrassment, Daddy never invited Willie to sleep in the house again. Periodically, Willie would drop by for a visit or to see if Daddy had any work for him. Daddy usually scrapped up a job that earned him a few dollars and didn’t qualify as a handout. Willie was way past ninety when I knew him. A Choctaw Indian born in Florida, he told a story of shooting his step-daddy with a shotgun when he was only nine to stop him from beating his mother. The pair hurriedly buried the body. His mama helped him pack a few things in a goat-cart, for his escape. Willie fled Florida, making his way west till he reached Dorcheat Bayou in Northwest Louisiana. Dorcheat looked so much like home, he settled.
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