A Mother's True Confession I hate my son, it was he who forced me to a nursing home
Introduction
Yesterday, I stepped into the warm world of nursing home, which is like the destination of the years and the ocean of stories. Every old man, every wrinkle, every sigh, is like the imprint of history, telling countless pasts. I have a heart to explore the true meaning of life, and I am eager to interpret the ups and downs of life.
Among the many elderly people, I paid special attention to an aunt with a dignified demeanor. There was a deep sadness in her eyes, as if there was a little-known sadness buried. I couldn't help but lean in and whisper to her if she would like to share her story. She was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly, and said in a weak but firm voice, "The most unforgivable thing I can do is that my son sent me here. This sentence is like a pebble thrown into the surface of the lake, causing ripples.
I was amazed because I rarely heard such a voice in such a special place as a nursing home. Most elderly people choose this place out of desperation or to get better care. This aunt's words made me realize that there are more stories waiting to be heard.
So, I sat quietly beside her, ready to listen to her. I gently guided her to tell her what was going on, like a careful doctor, carefully untying her knots. Through her narration, I gradually learned about the complex emotional entanglements between her and her son, as well as her heart's desire for family and her insistence on family affection.
During the exchange, I was deeply moved by my aunt's mind and tenacity.
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OneI didn't spend half a penny on my son, and I still lost my dignity and freedom
I, an ordinary retired worker, have no prominent position, no family wealth. I lived a simple and quiet life, living on a meager pension and real estate. However, the trick of fate put me in a predicament from which I could not extricate myself.
I have always adhered to an independent attitude towards life, and I have never accepted half of my son's financial support. Despite the hardships of life, I always stuck to my beliefs and worked hard to live. However, my son's attitude towards me became more and more indifferent, and even cruel. He didn't hesitate to send me to a nursing home, where I, an old man with sound hands and feet and good health, spent countless sleepless nights.
My heart was full of helplessness and resentment, as if I owed him a debt that I couldn't pay off. I kept thinking back to him when he was a child, when he was well-behaved and sensible, and he was filial to me. But now, he has completely changed, and has taken his daughter-in-law's words as a holy decree, and has turned a deaf ear to the advice of me, an old lady. Watching him push me to this point for the sake of property makes me feel incredibly heartbroken and disappointed.
In this nursing home, I was like a bird in captivity, losing the wings to fly freely. I need to be reminded and cared for by others, which makes me feel extremely depressed and helpless. I longed for the outside world, for a free life.
Now that I'm only 68 years old, I still have dreams, and I still have the right to pursue freedom. I don't want to spend the rest of my life in the cage of this nursing home, I want to fight for my happiness and freedom. I know that only I can change my destiny. I will do my best to fight for a better future for myself.
Second, for the sake of a suite, my son forced me into a nursing home
One early morning last summer, I had just finished breakfast and was getting ready to go to a rehearsal for the senior choir. Suddenly, I saw a message left for me by my daughter-in-law, and I was shocked by the content. "Mom, please tidy up your belongings, and we'll send you to a nursing home in two days. Your house is going to be vacated for your grandson's wedding room. "My heart fluttered, and I was a little overwhelmed by the sudden news.
I immediately sent this message to my son, and then called him and asked what was going on. Unexpectedly, the son replied indifferently: "Yes, Mom, didn't Xiaoshan talk about a girlfriend?" We can't afford to buy him a house, so we can only give him your set as a wedding house. ”
I told my son firmly, "I don't want to leave my home. But he persuaded with concern: "Mom, you are not young anymore, and it is not safe to live in such a big house alone." If something happens, it's too late to regret it. There are dedicated medical staff in people's nursing homes who can take care of you at any time, which is much better than staying at home by yourself. ”
I raised my voice and responded, "I'm not going anywhere, I'm staying in my own home." The son even threatened: "If you don't go, then you can buy Xiaoshan a house as big as you, otherwise he can't get married and become a bachelor, then you will be fully responsible." ”
Our quarrel ended in nothing. For the next few days, I couldn't get any interest in what I did. I can only silently and tearfully pack my things. Without me, an old woman, it seems that my grandson would be single, and I can't afford to do that.
Five days later, I was helplessly dropped here by my son. When I first entered the nursing home, I smelled a strange smell of medicine, which was very uncomfortable. I'm very strong, and I rarely find myself even with colds and flu, so I have to avoid it as soon as I encounter it. Everything here feels strange and uncomfortable to me. I looked at the unfamiliar environment and unfamiliar faces around me, and an inexplicable fear and loneliness welled up in my heart. I don't know how I'm going to spend the rest of my life here.
3. What I saw and heard in the nursing home made me witness the humility of the elderly
In this nursing home, I deeply experienced the impermanence of life and the ruthlessness of time. There are more than 70 elderly people living in three floors, all of whom have different stages of life, but all suffer from loneliness and loss of freedom.
On the third floor, the disabled elderly who are completely unable to take care of themselves, who have experienced all kinds of life but have fallen into deep dependence in this final stage. Their eyes reveal endless longing, longing for the company of loved ones, longing for free movement. However, the cruelty of reality has allowed them to be confined to a limited extent, and their lives have completely lost their luster.
The semi-disabled elderly on the second floor are struggling to maintain their dignity with the help of equipment. Every movement seems to tell the cruelty of the years. Their bodies are no longer as flexible as they were when they were younger, and every movement requires a tremendous effort. However, they still maintain their tenacity and perseverance in the fight against the years.
I'm on the first floor, and there are normal old people living here like me. I used to think that how could a normal old man like me become a burden to his children? How can you lose your freedom here? However, the truth made me feel deeply helpless. In the more than a year I have been here, I have said goodbye to many friends, and each goodbye is like a sharp knife that pierces my heart. Those old people who could have lived a few more years are here to endure loneliness and stress day after day, and lose their zest for life. Their desire for freedom and their disappointment with their loved ones have become the driving force behind their deaths.
Last week, my best friend also left me. She's a brilliant university professor and everything is fine when she comes here. But two years was enough time for her to lose confidence in life. Her disappointment with her loved ones and despair for the future made her choose to leave this world early. This made me deeply feel the impermanence of life and the ruthlessness of time.
The loss of every old man is an irreparable loss. Their loss is not only the loss of their lives, but also the shattering of the dreams and hopes they once had. We should pay more attention to the lives and mental health of the elderly, so that they can receive the care and respect they deserve in their old age. We should do our best to accompany them, to listen to them, to understand their feelings. Only in this way can we truly make them feel warm and cared for, so that they can have a good memory in the last stage of their lives.
Fourth, thanks to a chance encounter with her, my breathing has been stable
It was the third night I had just arrived, and in the room around the corner, there was a sudden sound of a piano like flowing water. The sound of the piano was like a heavenly sound, and I couldn't help but be drawn to it. I ran with a beautiful melody rippling in my heart, "..... on the field of hope."There was a kind of magic in the song that I couldn't resist.
That Sister Zhang, who is two years older than me, is a bright light in my life. Her piano and singing were full of emotion and power, and made me feel the beauty and hope of life. Because, our hearts are closely connected and have become each other's dependence. These days, with her by my side, I can bravely straighten my waist and face all kinds of challenges in life.
Sister Zhang has two daughters, both of whom have successful careers. But the scars of the past have always haunted Sister Zhang's heart. A few years ago, her youngest daughter invited her to take care of her grandson. This was supposed to be a moment of deep love between mother and daughter, but there was a disagreement over a trivial matter. The youngest daughter insisted on feeding milk powder, while Sister Zhang hoped that she could feed human milk. However, the youngest daughter's words pierced her heart like a knife: "Please don't come to take care of me, since this is the case, you can leave, and you don't have to worry about my affairs in the future." Sister Zhang's heart was like a knife, and she left her daughter's house in a fit of anger.
After experiencing inner pain and struggle, Sister Zhang made an admirable decision. She donated two of her three houses to the Student Aid Association, and used more than 8,000 pensions to subsidize the schooling of four children from extremely poor families. And the rent of her remaining house is used to maintain her life here. Although I have never met her daughter, occasionally a few children come to visit her, which is the child she sponsors and is her greatest comfort. Whenever this happens, she always smiles like a flower.
Sister Zhang often spends herself alone in a daze, thinking about why her relationship with her daughter is so complicated. She had tried to communicate with her daughter, but each time she had failed. It was only after I shared my story with her that she found solace in her heart. We practiced and walked together. We confide in each other, comfort each other, and become indispensable in each other's lives.
Fifth, she passed away in my arms, leaving me with too much hope
On that parting night, the moon was hazy and the air was filled with sadness. Sister Zhang, a gentle and kind woman on weekdays, made a touching decision under the witness of the lawyer and the leaders of the hospital. She gave me her beloved rental house, along with the diamond ring and other valuables she carried, as well as the only 3,000 yuan she had left. I was deeply struck by this scene, as if I was in a dream.
Sister Zhang held my hand tightly and told me three things in a serious voice. She encouraged me to stand up to the sword of the law, to speak out for the injustice I had suffered, to stand firm for my rights, and to make them understand that no one could disobey my will. There was a determined glint in her eyes, as if a blazing flame was burning. She hopes that after I leave here, I can find a job of my choice or be brave enough to start my own business, live my true self, and let life shine as it should. Her words were full of love and expectation for me, and I felt a deep warmth.
Sister Zhang also talked about her unfulfilled wish, she hopes that I can pass on love as much as possible and make the world a better place because of our existence. She has seen through the world and has a deep understanding of life. And I, still at the beginning of my life, full of vigor and vitality, know very little about the true meaning of life. However, Sister Zhang's departure made me realize how fragile and precious life is.
After Sister Zhang arranged everything, she motioned for the others to leave. She lay quietly in my arms and passed away peacefully. This sister, who once gave me endless love and support, left me forever. I was shocked and horrified by her departure, and feared that I too would suddenly disappear from this world like her.
However, I understood that I had to be strong. Because it is my responsibility to complete the things entrusted to me by Sister Zhang. This responsibility has given me back my courage and strength. I will keep in mind Sister Zhang's instructions and work hard to fulfill her wishes.
6. Thanks to her teachings, I want to break out of the cage and regain my freedom
Dear Sister Zhang, your teachings are like a beacon that illuminates the road ahead for me and allows me to regain the confidence and courage I lost. It was you who made me firmly step out of this door, let me imagine the colorful world, feel the beauty of life, and believe that anything is possible. Your wisdom and love have nourished my heart like spring rain and brought me back to life in the twilight of my life. You have woven one new dream after another for me, allowing me to see the dawn of hope in the afterglow of the sunset.
I know that these dreams are not only my personal pursuit, but also your endless expectations and love for me. In order to live up to your expectations, I will do my best to let the rest of my life shine with its own light. I will cherish the sunshine and rain every day, feel the gifts of nature, and taste the sweetness and bitterness of life. I will face life's challenges with a positive attitude, move forward bravely, and constantly surpass myself. At the same time, I will pass on your love and use my actions to influence and help those around me.
I believe that you are a bright star in the sky, silently watching my life. You are the most valuable asset in my later years. In the days to come, I will feel your teachings and expectations with my heart with endless gratitude and respect. If there is an afterlife, I hope to continue to be your good sister, so that our hearts can be attached and spend a wonderful and unforgettable time together. February** Dynamic Incentive Program