Sigh…
Where to start.
This Mother’s day, 2007, my father passed away. My mother had previously passed several years ago.
I’ve been having a tough time dealing with it this Christmas season, as up until he passed, I had been taking care of him (he had had a stroke previously and was partially paralyzed) with the assistance of my family (I have two other brothers and a sister, all older). He had another stroke, and unfortunately, didn’t make it. I spent the whole summer cleaning out his house and selling it, with some assistance from my family, but it was about 80% me cleaning out the house. I have a contant reminder of him, though, as I have waaaaay too much of his things at my house now; as I have the largest house in the family, I had the most room to “store” his things till we can finish ging through them. So every day I see his things and it reminds me of him. Heck, I’m wearing his L.L. Bean boots as we speak.
This has been especially hard on me as … as now I’m “the guy”. If you don’t know what I mean by that, I mean “the guy” that the family calls with questions, advice, repair questions, how-to stuff, etc. I dn’t mind, but i no longer have him to go to for my own questions – and it hurts as I can never again ask him his opinion on anything or for suggestions, or to call and say hi. I used to talk to him every day, and it just makes it doubly hard right now. I also have two children ( a son who is 9 and a daughter who lives with me part-time who is 1 1/2). So now I’m the patriarch.
Growing up, I never had any grandpartents – they all died before I was born. When I got married 11 years ago, my wife had previuosly lost both her mother and her father. When we were married, I was 22 and she was 21, just to give you perspective. She was raised with the help of her grandparents, who welcomed me with open arms into their family. Her grandmother has since passed a year ago, and now the grandfather (who I take for all aspects as my own, and he treats me as such) is not doing well. He had emergency back surgery a few days ago, and keeps talking about how this will be his last winter. He is exactly of the same mindset (“the guy”) as my father was, and as I am, and I love spendning time with him.
Anyway, a few weeks ago, I accepted a new plowing contract for a private road with four houses. This takes about 1 hour to plow out, generally twice per storm. I also am plowing the grandfather’s as he is no longer able to, and have a few drives literally next door to my house. I do plowing as a side business in the winter, in case this wasn’t clear
Anyway, I have been becoming increasingly stressed about plowing this new development, and have spent the last week or so agonizing over it and not understanding why. However, this morning, on my drive into work, I realized why. My last link to the past, to the older generation, may not have much more time in this world. I want to spend as much time as I can with him; go out and plow, shovel for him (I don’t shovel for anyone), chat with him. His daughter, her husband and their son all live with him, and she takes him to appointments, etc but the others don’t do anything else to help out. I want to be there for him, as he’s been there for us, but with this new addition to plowing, I don’t have the time to spend there with him. He loved plowing, as I do, and loves watching me plow his driveway. He laughs when I get stuck (as do I). At that point in time, we’re both like little kids. I can’t take him out plowing due to his health, so that’s not an option.
So, I’m thinking of telling the private road / development that I am going to unfortunately have to stop plowing due to family reasons. I don’t know how much notice I should give them, nor how much detail I need to go into for my reasons. They probably will hire back the old plow guy, so I know they won’t be stuck high and dry (they went to me because I was recommended for doing exceptional work for others). I was thinking about telling them that after the first of the year I won’t be able to plow. We only have a verbal contract, an at-will plowing (meaning conceivably they can fire me or I can quit at any time). I don’t need the money, so that’s not a concern of mine – family is what is more important to me.
So, Dopers, please help me out. Should I suck it up and keep plowing for them? Should I ditch it and just call and not give them a reason? Should I give them my life history in telling them why I’m not going to continue?