I believe families should be there for each other. When my mother came to live with me, she never asked me how I felt or discussed with me how long it would be for. I had to find place big enough for her. She worked for a year and didn't pay any bills or talk of leaving. Then she stopped working and went on disability. Over time, she's bought groceries and put gas in the van, but she can do neither much. She doesn't have a vehicle of her own. She's been with me 10 years and getting her to help with the daycare kids was and sometimes still is like pulling teeth. She gets depressed, rolls her eyes just like a teenager, and convinces herself that I am basically using and abusing an old woman. I do all I can to give her the choice between driving kids or staying home, offer to take the kids out to leave her in quiet. She can come and go on the nights as much as she wants and even though I work 7 days, I try not to use her at all on the weekends. I have bought her all kinds of gadgets, cable tv, and things to make her life easier and her stay here comfortable.
Sadly, I've let her constantly make me feel bad about the way things are and she acts like she's a prisoner because the type of work we do in the daycare keeps us busy at home. And yet, even if I didn't get used to having a second hand, a lap for the little ones to sit on, and a helper to watch over a child or two during nap time, she'd be running around in my van putting all kinds of miles on my van. In fact, between the two of us, we've put as many miles on my van as if we were commuting to work everyday. This year I have discouraged that and I know that's part of her stress load.
Now I'm starting to feel the winds change that she wants to figure out how to move out. And she's not saying so to me. It's just a feeling I have. I never should have agreed to doing certain schedules and driving kids to and from school knowing that my mother feels trapped. And yet, she makes almost no money on her social security which is small (she's no longer on disbility since she's 66) has no work ethic, never really needed to be on disability in my opinion, and is a total ingrate.
Family can be messed up. I'm just praying about things. I love my mother and would never tolerate my husband telling me she needs to go. In our situation, my husband is the peacemaker. He understands how I feel about her earning her keep while here. But he also loves and revears my mother.
Having her move to a friends or another relatives would be easier for me in the long run. Even though, I'd lose 1/3rd of my income since I drive school agers to and from school. One of the kids we would lose is a child I've had since he was 8 weeks and he's in Kindergartin this year. But the price I pay for the 2nd hand here is very high. And yet, she's my MOTHER!
I know that I'm not painting a pretty picture for you. I don't know how to help you understand that you are not wrong for wanting her to be responsible, keep a job, etc. You haven't even said how old she is or anything. BUT, family is family and no way should she be left to figure things out on her own if she just can't. That's where I'm at. My mother thinks she is so smart. She says all the time that God always took care of her, even though she had nothing.
The truth is, she camped on the river once when she was homeless and I had to live with that! She married my father (a drunk) and then another man that was a total drunk. She called me once telling me that she was hitch hiking from Massachusettes to Missouri. I cried and cried. My mother is careless, wreckless, needs guidance, and never had a lot of common sense. In her own way she's kind. But the older she gets, the harder it is to see her as kind.
She's just silly enough to move in with a friend that's older, on her last leg, can't get a long with anyone, is depressed all the time, and the two of them would eat each other alive! This woman already has one foot in the grave, and then she'd be wanting to move back in. That's why she hasn't said anything to me. But I can see that this other woman may be enticing my mother in that direction because she's old and needs financial help. FUNNY.. My mother has very little.
What's so sad is that life takes a lot out of us. I would hate to think that one day my kids will look at me this way and I know they will probably.