We migrated five years ago to be closer to our daughter and grandchildren. Although the move has gone well and we have found a new social life in our seaside town two hours by train from our daughter (we didn’t want to live in her pocket), she doesn’t seem to appreciate either the expense of relocating 12,000 miles or the effort we make in traveling to her home once a week to mind the kids while she works. My gripe is that she never puts her hand in her pocket, either when she is staying with us, nor when we are with her. It sounds petty, but we always seem to end up buying lots of odds and ends. We aren’t poor, but neither are we wealthy - out daughter has a nice home and earns more than our combined pensions. Is it mean of me to resent her lack of any contribution, despite the fact that we are saving her money by babysitting?
Over the hill at 60? Why am I falling apart so soon?
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