My Multigenerational Living Story
In 2015 I had been divorced for about 2 years. My daughter, who was in high school, and I were living in our second apartment and the rent was already over $1,100 / month in the modest suburban area we lived in to keep her in her school district.
At the same time, my dad and stepmom owned a parcel of land in a rural town west of Fort Worth. My dad was retired but my stepmom still had a couple of years till retirement. She had an extremely long commute that, coupled with the stress at her job, was creating health problems. At the time, she had been diagnosed with Lupus. The wear on her health was too much and she had started living part time with her brother closer to her workplace. That meant, my dad was essentially unsupervised in a rural home where he had no relationships with neighbors and the home saw little traffic.
The last straw was a fall he took behind his house. It was early in the work week and while he had a cell phone at the time, it was in the house when he fell outside. None of us really know how hard he fell or how long he laid outside before being able to come in. He ended up with a fractured wrist and more than a few bumps and bruises. Our concern was that if he had sustained worse injuries, he could have laid in his yard for days before my stepmom returned from work on Friday evening. The time had come to make some decisions.
My parents had divorced before I was 10 years old. I had not lived under the same roof as my dad for more than 30 years. I tried to draw some clear lines about living arrangements so that this could be a livable situation. The first and most important thing was privacy for my daughter and I as well as them. I said it had to be a two-story home so that my daughter and I had our own space. My dad’s initial comment was, “I can’t get up and down the stairs.”
My response was, “That is exactly the point.”
So, we found a house that we believed would meet all of our needs. Because my credit had taken a hit during my divorce, we all agreed that we would get the best rate using my dad and stepmom’s credit and I allowed that. They also had the cash in hand for a down payment, which I did not.
In 2015, we bought the house for $180,000 with them putting down $30,000. The house appraised for over purchase price and now in 2021, the current market value of our home is approximately $280,000. Even if we sold today, they would get their initial investment back without a doubt.
The only common areas we really share are the kitchen and the laundry. The rest of the house is divided between spaces that are mine and spaces that are theirs. Since 2015, we have mostly found ways not to make one another crazy. We’ve also been able to help one another. In the first year or two, my retired dad was able to help me by helping with getting my daughter to and from school. I’m easily available to help my parents out on things like heavy lifting, tech support of all things electronic, and I’m sure dozens of other things I’m not thinking of at the moment. My parents have been able to share priceless time with my daughter and both them and her have memories due to it that are priceless. There are lots of pluses.
But there are also minuses. There are struggles in living with people in general. It’s always a dance of compromises. During a pandemic, it is hard.
I’m starting this series to help others that may be already in multigenerational living situations or that are considering them.
I’m starting this series to find myself a support group. If you find yourself living in a similar reality, please comment, email, join, and collaborate.