Anonymous May 29, 2009 at 7:15 PM
I’m white. My mother is abusive and mentally ill. I’ve spent thousands of dollars in therapy trying to get over what she did to me. Like hell I’m taking her in.
Anonymous June 7, 2009 at 7:15 PM
Well I can only speak for myself. I am a 2nd generation Ugandan American (meaning I was born here but both of my parents were born and raised in Uganda). In my culture, it would be completely unacceptable to send your mother or father away to a nursing home and everyone would see that as somewhat crazy. I know that no matter how nice the people in the nursing homes are, they cannot love and care for my mother the way I could or any of my other family members. Also she’s my mother… she raised me and made sacrifices for me and what kind of child would not be willing to make sacrifices to the man/woman who raised them?
The two comments above were taken from an online conversation inquiring ‘do we all have the responsibility to ask our parents to stay with us in later years?’ as well as the ways in which various cultures deal with their ageing parents factoring in the functions of socio economic status, hyper-individualism, personal space, ancestral burial spaces, a youth-oriented society and/or shunning responsibly to keep the luxury of a busy lifestyle.
These photographs, captured in 2007, 2008, 2011 and 2012 at the Monte Rosa old age home in Cape Town, represent the first time I picked up a camera as a medium to make sense of a situation that affected me in the past and will most definitely affect me in the future.