– You won’t get any help from them in life,” my aunt Maria shared her grievances, “Today’s children are in no hurry to help their parents.
Maria raised two children: her eldest son’s name is Frank, he was named after his grandfather, he got married a long time ago and lives separately from his mother. The son and his family live in the same town as his mother. Her daughter Inga is twenty-two, her brother is ten years older than her. Now the daughter lives with her mother. She moved back to her hometown just recently, after graduating from college.
– I probably regretted coming back a million times already, – says Inga, – maybe she got tired of me, or maybe her character has changed, but it is very hard for me with her. I was sitting there, not touching anyone, and then my mother started rattling something. If you don’t have time to ask what happened, she just sulks. If you ask what happened, she immediately starts screaming that you’ll never get any help from me or my brother. Is it so hard to say you need help? I can’t take all this and I’ll probably go to a rented apartment.
– And why should I ask for help? – The mother wonders. – Can’t she see for herself, or maybe it’s convenient for her not to know? For example, yesterday I took out the jars in the basement, they were in the hallway a few days before. Could it be that my daughter did not notice them, she was walking by them all the time. Could it be that her tongue will fall off if she asks for help? She would never offer her help in her life.
The mother held the same grudge against her son: can’t she come and ask or offer her help? But if they need to babysit, they tell you themselves and don’t wait for you to guess.
– They only think of me when they need my help,” says the mother angrily, “if they need to go somewhere, or if they have someone sick, then my sister-in-law immediately remembers my name. I rush to them at their first call, putting my business aside for them. And if I need help, I have to do it myself…
– And you do not try to ask the children to help – I gently asked, – well, there son or daughter-in-law to call and say or son. I think that neither Ilya, nor daughter-in-law, nor Inga will not refuse you.
– And why should I have to run to them to bow? They can not themselves guess that I am at an age, and they could have asked how they can help me!
– Our mother has a very difficult character – says the son – I’m so tired of guessing. Once I came to my mother on Friday after work. It was just beginning of September. I asked her if she was planning to dig potatoes tomorrow. If not, then we will plan the weekend at our discretion. Mother said that we would not. When we went to see her on Sunday, we saw that she was down with sciatica. Asked her what was wrong. Turned out she was digging potatoes and was already pouting that we hadn’t come to help her, so she had to work herself to death.
– Well, yes, my son asked,” Maria answers, “but he did it in such a tone that I immediately realized that they have other plans for the weekend and he asks me just for a red word. Doesn’t he see that all the bushes are already yellowed and fallen, and that the weather is just fine?
This is how, day after day, the mother accumulates resentment against her children, and a wall of incomprehension grows between the closest people. The children did not ask, and the mother did not ask. The interesting thing is that similar situations arise very often between Frank and his spouse.
– You never see anything, – says his wife to Frank, – staring at the monitor and neither by word or deed know nothing and did not see what your wife is doing. And at the same time she drags the palace outside herself.
