My name is Zhang Wei, I am 36 years old, and I am an ordinary office worker. Since graduating from university, I have stayed in the city to work hard. Over the years, I worked hard and finally had my own little home. Although my life is ordinary, I live a relatively happy life. The only regret is that my parents have always lived in their hometown, and we are far apart.
My parents have given me the grace of life and nurturing, and I have infinite love and respect for them. Every time I think of the scenes when they worked hard and cared for me, I feel the warmth of family affection. However, as I grew older and my parents' health deteriorated year by year, I began to worry about their quality of life.
When I came home for the Spring Festival last year, I noticed that my father's legs and feet were starting to be weak, and my mother's eyesight was gradually declining. Watching them gradually lose their mobility made my heart ache. I know that they are entering the old age of their lives and need the care and companionship of our children.
A thought began to wander through my mind: perhaps, it was time for my parents to move in with me. In this way, I will be able to take care of their daily lives and let them enjoy their old age in peace. However, it is not easy to convince them to move out of their familiar homes, and caring for the elderly is not an easy task. I began to weigh the pros and cons repeatedly, and I was conflicted.
Shortly after the Chinese New Year, I called my parents and bluntly offered the idea of letting them move in with me. I thought they would gladly accept it, but unexpectedly, both father and mother expressed some concerns.
"Son, our old couple is indeed getting older, but you are working hard alone and are very busy at work, how can you take care of us?" The mother's voice was full of concern.
"Yes, besides, we also have a few acres of land in our hometown, and we can't leave there. The father then said, "If you bring us to the city, we will be a burden to you." "
I quickly explained, "Mom and Dad, you are my biggest concern. I now have a stable job and financial conditions. If you move in with me, I will do my best to take care of you. "
After hanging up, I fell into deep thought. Parents' concerns are not unreasonable, and taking care of the elderly is by no means an easy task. As an only child, I have to find a work-life balance, which is really stressful.
However, at the same time, I am also well aware that parents are entering their old age, and they need more companionship and care from their children. As a child, I owe it to me to do my part and repay their kindness.
After much deliberation, I made up my mind that I must find a way to get my parents to move in with me. Although the road ahead is difficult, with determination, I firmly believe that I will find a way to do my filial piety and take good care of them.
In this way, after my unremitting persuasion, my parents finally agreed to move in with me. Although they still have some concerns, I promise them that I will do my best to let them enjoy their old age.
On the day of the move, I hired a few workers to help carry my parents' luggage and daily necessities from my hometown one by one. Watching the familiar furniture and objects being loaded into the car one by one, the parents' eyes could not hide the sadness. After all, it was in that small village that they had spent most of their lives for half a century.
However, when they stepped through my door, their eyes flashed with anticipation again. My mother walked into the living room in three steps and two steps, and took a closer look at the bedroom and living facilities I had prepared for them.
"Wei'er, you've really set up this place quite nicely. Mother said happily.
The father nodded as well, smiling with satisfaction. And just like that, we started a new life of reunion.
The family lived together again, and there were some minor stumbles at first. There are some differences between my parents' living habits and schedules that have been developed over the years, and we need to adapt and run in with each other.
Once, I came home late because I was working overtime. When I opened the door, my mother was sitting in the living room watching TV, and she reproached me, saying, "It's so late, why did you come back? "
I quickly explained that it was because of my work, but my mother still shook her head and sighed, obviously disapproving of my "9 to 5" routine. My father, on the other hand, was more accustomed to watching the news at night before going to bed, which was also different from my daily routine.
In addition to schedules, we also have some differences in our lifestyle habits and diet. My parents are from rural areas and are used to eating home-cooked food, while I prefer to eat out and convenience food. At one point, my mother's voice complaining to me about "eating too much takeout" came from time to time in the kitchen.
In this way, some seemingly small things have caused some estrangement and misunderstanding between the three of us. Sometimes, I also feel helpless about certain practices of my parents, and the pressure and burden start to increase gradually.
Just as we were getting used to each other, a fierce quarrel completely detonated the conflict between us.
That day, I hired a nanny to come to the house to help with the housework. However, my father expressed strong dissatisfaction with this.
"How can you invite outsiders to your house? The father said angrily, "We can take care of ourselves!"
I tried to explain that it was to share some of the housework, but my father didn't want to listen to me at all. The mother also joined the debate, feeling that it would be a "shame" for us to hire a babysitter.
"Look at how filial other people's children are, they never hire anyone to help!" Mother rebuked.
I finally couldn't hold it anymore, and I raised my voice and retorted: "Mom and Dad, this is an old idea! I'm so busy with work, how can I have time to take care of the housework? Besides, I've already calculated, I can afford to hire a babysitter." "
And just like that, the three of us had a big fight in the living room. I couldn't understand my parents' stubbornness, and they thought I was "getting carried away." In the end, the nanny had to leave regretfully.
This argument made me realize that taking care of the elderly is not an easy task. Generation gaps and differences in concepts may become the fuse between us. I began to wonder if I really had the ability and patience to take good care of my parents.
While I was struggling in agony, an accident completely shattered our peaceful life.
That day, my mother accidentally burned her arm while cooking at home alone. By the time I got home, she was sweating profusely and the burns on her arms looked severe.
"Mom, how are you? I'll take you to the hospital right away!" I was so anxious that I quickly helped my mother into the car.
In the hospital emergency room, I watched my mother's painful expression and felt guilty in my heart. It was my negligence and failure to take good care of her that caused this accident to happen. If I had been there, I might have been able to prevent this in time.
Seeing my parents' old age in jeopardy, my heart was filled with helplessness and self-blame. I began to wonder if my decision was too reckless and selfish, and if it caused too much distress and risk to my parents.
During my mother's hospitalization, I received great support and help from my family and friends, which gave me back my courage and confidence.
I bowed my head, embarrassed by myself. Xiao Zhang patted me on the shoulder and said earnestly, "You don't have to blame yourself too much. Taking care of the elderly is not easy, and it requires the joint efforts of the whole family. I have experience with this at home, so I'll give you some advice later. "
In addition to Xiao Zhang, my relatives and friends also came to visit. Some brought supplements, others offered to help with some of the household chores. Even colleagues in the unit sent condolences after learning the news.
Seeing the care and support of so many people made my heart suddenly brighten. It turns out that I'm not alone struggling with this. With so many friends and family willing to lend a helping hand, I will be able to get through this difficult time.
With everyone's help, my mother quickly got through the dangerous period. The hospital also connected her with a professional nurse to continue her care after she was discharged. With the guidance of these professionals, I have also learned a lot of tricks to take care of the elderly.
In this way, with the encouragement of my family and friends, I remade up my mind to continue to create a happy and healthy life for my parents.
One day after I was discharged from the hospital, I invited my family and friends to come to my house for a party. In the lively atmosphere, I solemnly apologized to my parents.
"Mom and Dad, I really didn't do well enough before, and I didn't fulfill the responsibilities of a son. However, please rest assured that from now on, I will correct my shortcomings and take care of you with all my heart. "
Father and mother looked at each other, tears glistening in their eyes. The mother said in a hoarse voice, "Wei'er, it's okay, you've done a lot better than many children. We're just too stubborn and we're causing you so much trouble. "
At this moment, I deeply realized that taking care of my parents requires not only my own efforts, but also the mutual understanding and consideration of the whole family. Only by bridging the generation gap and establishing good communication can we truly come together.
Since then, I have been actively learning about caring for the elderly, and at the same time, I am open to listening to my parents' opinions and suggestions. We gradually found a balance with each other, and life returned to its former warmth and harmony.
Through this experience, I learned the know-how to take care of the elderly.
In addition to methods and techniques, it is more important that we build mutual understanding and tolerance with each other.
One night, I was sitting in the living room chatting with my father. He suddenly said earnestly: "Wei'er, our old couple is old, and we have indeed caused you a lot of trouble. However, you also have to be considerate of our thoughts, after all, it is just a generation of different habits and concepts. "
I nodded, sympathetic. I'm starting to realize that the generation gap exists in both directions. As a younger generation, we should certainly respect our parents' ideas, but parents should also be open to our new ideas and lifestyles.
In this way, through sincere communication, the hearts of the three of us gradually got closer. My parents began to understand the pressure of my work, and I learned to be tolerant of some of their old habits. We are considerate of each other, tolerant of each other, and grow together.
At a family gathering, my mother said to me emotionally, "Wei'er, you are such a good boy. Despite our differences, you have never forsaken us. I am touched by your filial piety. "
When I heard this, my eyes couldn't help but moisten. Yes, filial piety is not only an act, but also a spirit. As long as we have genuine love, we will surely find a way to get along. With mutual understanding, I believe that our family will be able to make it to the end of our old age.
In this way, after a difficult adaptation and run-in, we finally created a warm home.
Every night, my father would turn on the TV on time to watch his beloved evening news; My mother would make a pot of fragrant oolong tea and beckon me over for a chat. Sometimes, we also play chess and cards together and have a good time.
Occasionally, I would take my parents outside for a walk and some fresh air. In the park, we saw other families accompanying their elderly, and the scene was warm and peaceful. Every now and then, I thank fate for keeping us together.
The physical condition of the parents is also gradually improving. My mother's arm is recovering well, and my father's legs and feet are much more dexterous than before. Seeing their healthy figures, my heart is full of relief.
The experience of taking care of my parents has given me a deeper understanding of family relationships. Family affection is not only the responsibility of children to their parents, but also a kind of mutual care and cherishment.