I have been noticing a new trend lately. Perhaps it has been going on for a while and I am just now picking up on it. Has anyone noticed how teens are not as anxious to leave home when they reach eighteen?
I do not have to look very far. Mother's neighbor across the street has a son around 26 to 28 years of age. At one time he even brought his girlfriend to live with him. She wised up and moved out, he is still at home with his parents.
The nice neighbor that mows along the fence line has had his unemployed step-son living there for years. He is married with three children and his wife does not work either. He did move out for about two years when he got a job in the old patch but after he got laid-off they moved back home. He is in his late-twenties.
Next door to the above neighbor is the widower. He has four sons ranging in age from 16 to 28. The youngest one is in high school and understandably lives at home. His oldest son lives there with his girlfriend and two kids. While she works, he does not. I do not know what the other two do for a living but they have never moved out.
Two lots down the lady that lives there has two daughters. The oldest is 26, she moved out to live with her boyfriend when she was 22 years old. They broke up and she is back at home.
My nightmare of a neighbor in Houston has three sons. The two that originally moved in with her both work, have nice cars and could afford an apartment but they live with her and her husband. Her oldest who is in his early 40's got a divorce and moved back home with his 17-year-old son. With five cars between them, guess where they park? Yep, in my driveway...wish they would all move out!
I am not making any judgment calls. There are many young adults that never leave home or move back because they are going to school, have heavy student debt or are saving for a home. However, that is not the case with our neighbors.
I did not get a chance to move out because I left to go to school and that was good enough for me. When I graduated my father fully expected me to move back home...my mother knew better. In my case, it was different because Latin women are not supposed to leave their parents home until they get married no matter how old you happen to be.
You can imagine how upset my father was but he got a double whammy when I announced that not only did I not plan to move back to Del Rio but I was moving to Houston...jajajajaja :D
Good night. May you all have Terlingua Dreams.