Carolyn called
several months ago. She heard of me through her realtor, in that the two of us
have collaborated on a number of home sales that involved elders and their
adult children. Each of the situations
was an emotional mess and so was this one. Carolyn and her two sibs had
“pushed” their widowed father to sell his condo and sign up for a retirement
home. Now, he is refusing to sign the
papers for the sale, pack his “stuff” and move.
He is essentially doing nothing in their view...but he was doing
something. Just about what I would have predicted.
I told Carolyn to call for a family meeting at the father’s
condo, but not to expect too much. I
showed up and rang the bell. Charles,
the father, did not answer the door.
Rather he was in the kitchen reading the New York Times. Bob, one of the
other siblings had let me in and announced he had had it with the “old man” and
did not want to stay. George, the oldest was drinking a glass of wine and looked very uncomfortable.
I convened the family and suggested that Charles tell the family of his disappointments in them. I chose that term for special reasons. Did he let them have it and Bob started inching for the door- “no”, I said, “you all need to hear this”. And then each adult-child explained their concerns about Charles’ situation: poor housekeeping, no food in the fridge, looking disheveled, and not caring for himself, and, never satisfied for anything they did for him. Charles used both denial and rationalization in response. “These are not problems and I can handle them anyway”. He was equally enraged they invited my friend the relator over and convinced him into thinking that Charles was ready to sell and move on. He was not! In fact, Charles prided himself with his independence and had lots of reasons to explain his behavior. They threw in his forgetfulness and he replied that what he forgot was not worth remembering.
I convened the family and suggested that Charles tell the family of his disappointments in them. I chose that term for special reasons. Did he let them have it and Bob started inching for the door- “no”, I said, “you all need to hear this”. And then each adult-child explained their concerns about Charles’ situation: poor housekeeping, no food in the fridge, looking disheveled, and not caring for himself, and, never satisfied for anything they did for him. Charles used both denial and rationalization in response. “These are not problems and I can handle them anyway”. He was equally enraged they invited my friend the relator over and convinced him into thinking that Charles was ready to sell and move on. He was not! In fact, Charles prided himself with his independence and had lots of reasons to explain his behavior. They threw in his forgetfulness and he replied that what he forgot was not worth remembering.
I sensed there was enough blame, shame, anger,
disappointment, and family rage to go around and decided to offer a plan. That Charles not move, not sell, get a
housekeeper on a weekly basis, a cook who would figure out what he needs in
the kitchen and shop for him, make an appointment with a geriatric center for
an evaluation, and we would convene in a month. Charles was lucky to have the
funds to pay for all this home based comforts, but each situation is different
and this one was affordable.
The children were to stay away, let tempers cool, and I
would make weekly home visits with Charles to look at, assess, and do some
reasonable planning with him, not for them.
He refused and then changed his mind. He said I might be saner than they
are but I could not guarantee much; but what we could do was a lot better than
the chaos they were in.
You know the conclusion already. Charles balked and gave me
lots of grief but indeed found a service in his community that provided all I
asked for. He had an assessment and came
out of it in good health but saddened by so many losses in his life he never
seemed to get over one and he had another. There seemed to be no respite for him from losses. No grieving. no lamenting, and no time for transformation.
Charles and I had lunch every week at his place ( cooked by the terrific chef) and we talked, really talked, abut all his losses and wishes yet unfulfilled. He was angry and unhappy and sad. He did not want to go live near old folks, because he was only 81 and did not want to catch “old people” by being near them.
Charles and I had lunch every week at his place ( cooked by the terrific chef) and we talked, really talked, abut all his losses and wishes yet unfulfilled. He was angry and unhappy and sad. He did not want to go live near old folks, because he was only 81 and did not want to catch “old people” by being near them.
No more moves or changes for Charles…for now. Let him really
settle in and try to find some balance in his life, learn how to grieve his
losses, seek to find some purpose in his life, and figure out how to work more
effectively with his children. I insisted he get back on schedule with his
primary care physician and retain all the folks he had hired. They are his
support to keep him out of the retirement home.
I do hope this works for him and for his children. If the pressure is off of them, maybe they
can get back at pursuing their personal goals and wishes, and let Charles
struggle with his. The struggle is worth
it..
In retrospect, we know that conversations like the ones they
initially had as a family are difficult to do well; they follow major losses
and are not existential on their own. Everyone seems to have an opinion as to
what is best, everyone has a major stake in the outcome, and no one feels very
comfortable doing them. We seldom have
the insight or skills or even to be aware of the big picture to do them well. But
we do them anyway and lament how poorly they become. Families can be splintered and dysfunctional
in meeting the needs of any of its members.
I can’t promise a
great outcome every time, but convening the family with a guide or mentor
skilled in the process of family meetings can be very helpful. The final
outcome for Charles is unknown, but he is still the father; just needed a companion for lunch on a weekly basis.
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