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We live in a multi-generational household.  I did not even know that word 20 years ago.  Or if I did I never said it out loud.  If I had I would have laughed.  People don’t live with their parents after a certain age!  And parents don’t live with their kids for heaven’s sake.

Oh there is always the occasional exception to the rule but overall it’s rare.  Boy do I know better now!  Not only have my adult children and their offspring returned to the nest, but I’ve warned them all that I will not go into retirement dragging my cane and medicine bottles.  I have every intention of living with each one of them for a period of time I set forth, and then I will leave when I get good and ready.  While I am there, I’m going to leave dirty dishes in the sink, spill unknown substances and not wipe them up, leave my shoes in the middle of the living room floor and I may or may not use a glass to get a drink from milk, orange juice, (fill in the blank) that is in the fridge.  I will however, leave a swallow or two so someone else can throw the carton away.  I will whine about being hungry and then complain when they serve me something not to my liking.  I will snicker behind my hand, and their backs, when they show frustration.

I suppose I will be forced to take responsibility for raising my kids to think they could move back home.  I admit that having blood-kin live on the streets is not something I could live with.  We live in trying times and even more so that the lines are blurred regarding who stays home with kids, what is acceptable or not regarding parental behavior and the ever increasing government intrusion into our lives.  Yes, I feel responsible for my children and my grandchildren.  I do not feel it is the government’s job to take over.  There are too many who take advantage of a hand out and expect more and more.  And then we all have to open our pockets.  I’m not saying what I’ve done is the right thing.  Lord knows I could use more peace and quiet and a clean house once in a blue moon.  I guess what I hope is to teach my children to take care of eachother no matter what.  WE need to be responsible for eachother.  Period.

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When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, “I used everything you gave me”. Erma Bombeck

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