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I live with my old mother, every day asking myself what kind of life it is.
How not to lose heart when you live alone with an elderly mother? This, like no one else, knows the heroine of today’s article, Elena Dobrynina. And not just articles, but a real life story about how a lonely pensioner takes care of an old mother and preserves vitality, no matter what.
Lonely pensioner somehow strange life turned out. Looking back, I don’t know where time has gone. A week ago I turned 56, and instead of a holiday mood, such an anguish rolled ...
There is no one to visit: no friends or relatives. Only mom left, so we live together, support each other. And when she doesn’t, I don’t know what I will do. I have a very old one. She's way over 80. But he's doing well. Although health does not increase over the years, but can still slowly go out into the courtyard on its own, and that is good.
I retired myself 5 years ago. I still work, otherwise there would be no money. And state aid can not be issued, some documents they lack constantly. All the time they send for additional information. So you have to work until the last.
As the thoughts of what she spent her young years on sometimes flood, so the heart will shrink from sorrow. But I'm not discouraged. I live for my mommy, I'm glad she's with me. After all, if you think about it, our fate is not so difficult.
Some have no housing, no relatives at all, no money. And we live quietly, measuredly, calmly. In the evenings, we sit down and watch favorite shows on TV. On weekends, we have meetings with neighbors, if they are not busy, listen to what is happening in the world. Some will tell how Katkin’s son went abroad, others – how Maruskina’s niece got married. And I listen and I feel like I'm living it all myself. That's how I feel.
It is clear that children are not their own, and life is alien. But is it worth grieving all the time about what is not done and spent? Live as I can. I am happy when other people’s lives are better. I pray to God and thank God that no matter how much trouble our mother and I have fallen over the years, he does not leave us.
A true example of love of life! Do you think you could stay calm in such a difficult situation as our heroine?
Lonely pensioner somehow strange life turned out. Looking back, I don’t know where time has gone. A week ago I turned 56, and instead of a holiday mood, such an anguish rolled ...
There is no one to visit: no friends or relatives. Only mom left, so we live together, support each other. And when she doesn’t, I don’t know what I will do. I have a very old one. She's way over 80. But he's doing well. Although health does not increase over the years, but can still slowly go out into the courtyard on its own, and that is good.
I retired myself 5 years ago. I still work, otherwise there would be no money. And state aid can not be issued, some documents they lack constantly. All the time they send for additional information. So you have to work until the last.
As the thoughts of what she spent her young years on sometimes flood, so the heart will shrink from sorrow. But I'm not discouraged. I live for my mommy, I'm glad she's with me. After all, if you think about it, our fate is not so difficult.
Some have no housing, no relatives at all, no money. And we live quietly, measuredly, calmly. In the evenings, we sit down and watch favorite shows on TV. On weekends, we have meetings with neighbors, if they are not busy, listen to what is happening in the world. Some will tell how Katkin’s son went abroad, others – how Maruskina’s niece got married. And I listen and I feel like I'm living it all myself. That's how I feel.
It is clear that children are not their own, and life is alien. But is it worth grieving all the time about what is not done and spent? Live as I can. I am happy when other people’s lives are better. I pray to God and thank God that no matter how much trouble our mother and I have fallen over the years, he does not leave us.
A true example of love of life! Do you think you could stay calm in such a difficult situation as our heroine?
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