Beyond easing the strain on my wallet, I lean on my parents in ways that lighten the daily mental load of running a household – remembering events we need to attend, caring for my toddler when work demands more of me, sharing cooking tasks, doing the laundry, and answering the eternal question of what to eat for dinner.
That shared responsibility is what makes the space feel comfortable rather than crowded.
In my parents’ home, I don’t need to tiptoe around anyone. I can express my needs and ask for help without fear of resentment or judgment. I am trusted to make decisions as an adult.
But I’m aware that I’m in a privileged position. My parents are healthy and able. The house is large enough for our multigenerational family. My husband and I get along well with my parents. And we respect each other’s boundaries.
