FROM MY LIFE
Be Happy With What You Have
My mom’s words — once directed at herself — echoed in my mind
In Housing & Compromises, I mentioned how my parents were like nomads, and we never lived in one place for more than 4 years.
In all of her adult life, my mom frequently moved. Three years before her passing in 2017, she moved to a flat within walking distance from where we live. I loved that flat — it’s the perfect size for me and my husband.
However, this article is not about wanting to move.
I remembered my mom’s words
After the previous article, and while busy going through boxes with my mom’s stuff, I remembered something my mom had said.
I think it was when she had lived in that flat for about a year and a half, maybe two years, when she started complaining. After all the hard work she had done and the money she had spent to make the flat to her liking, she then had complaints about the kitchen being too small, the shower in the bathroom, and people being too nosey.
I recognized the signs.
She was ready to move again.
The first time she voiced her complaints, I listened. Probably the second and third times too. I suggested…
