“When my father died, my mother could no longer be alone. In the northern districts of Marseille, things were getting worse, there was traffic and I was worried. At home, I had space. My husband agreed, we took it with us“, says Danielle. The move was quick and the new roommate settled in naturally. Three generations now live under the same roof. Marie, 77, took the room of her granddaughter, who had been independent for a year. moment and young mother, on the other hand, she shares the bathroom with her grandson; he is not yet ready to leave the nest. hear.”We’re pretty flexible, we talk, things go well“, assures the eldest of the siblings, a 54-year-old working mother and full-time caregiver. With her sister, they would have gotten her an apartment elsewhere but the rents are expensive: 800 euros for a T2, it was not possible with only her husband’s survivor’s pension.
“If we had left her, she would have eaten sandwiches!”
“If we had left her, she would have eaten sandwiches! My mother was the caregiver for my father, who had cancer, for three years. Since then, it has tired her. She’s not sick but she doesn’t cook anymore. She’s afraid of driving too, she has to be taken to her medical appointments. If I didn’t have him at home, I would have had to bring him food every day, deliver the groceries to him, now I avoid going back and forth.“In reality, it’s not always simple.
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