I love my mom but don't respect her - never did. I know she loves me but her neediness and severe mood swings etc have never garnered respect. I was previously caregiver to my dad and later to my husband - and counted it a privilege because I loved and respected them soooo much. Caring for mom - well it's full of frustration - completely different vibe and tone. How about you?
I'm sure that makes a huge difference in one's ability to give care and retain one's sanity! I am so sorry for people who must care for someone they don't respect. And I fully accept that some care recipients are not worthy of respect.
I am currently taking care of him for 5 days so my step mom can have a break. Day 4 of 5 and I have decided I am done - I usually come up one weekend a month. I am done. She vents to us, then backpedals in front of him. They spend thousands of dollars on useless stuff because he insists, but won't pay caregivers. I used to respect my step mom but that has gone. I'll visit, but no more caregiving. It puts me in the middle of a dynamic that I don't handle well and that only gets me raving, angry, and hostile to the worlds.
I hope and pray that when I age, I will not expect the world to change because I want, what I want, NOW, NOW, NOW.
One angry part - time caregiver.
I don't respect him now because of how "stupid" he has gotten. Yes, I know that's incorrect thinking, but that's how I often feel. But I do respect him when I see how he tries to accept and manage his failing brain. And I respect the courage that allows him to joke and tease with us. He's not a bad guy, and he's having a tough time. We're both doing our best.
I like Rainmom's conclusion best. For myself... it's complicated. I hope I showed proper respect for my mother as her own person. I'm not sure I always did.
I agree with the above posters who described their relationships as "complicated". My mother made her bed... She pitted my siblings and I against each other and now loses out because we can't work together. She selfishly kept by brothers dependent on her and resented me for making it on my own. I think if she ever made me feel like she respected me I might feel differently.