Playing at being a grown up

Despite being in my 50s, married with several children and a part time job. I have always felt as though I'm playing at being a grown up. 

Now my mother is terminally ill and I'm supposed to be hyper organised like sorting her central heating installation, smoke alarms, power of attorney. and other things. It doesn't help that I live 400 miles away, but I know that even if I weren't, I'd still be floundering in the dark. I wish i knew exactly what to do, who to contact, like other people seem to know. 

I've just sent off a batch of emails and hope for some helpful replies. 

I feel useless, but I've always been like this. I get so overwhelmed, I can't think. 

Parents
  • If it's of any consolation, I often feel that I too am playing at being grown up (I'm in my late forties).

    When my dad died just over 3 years ago, my mother had required assistance with things that I had absolutely no knowledge of... Things that I had never needed to have any knowledge of. I couldn't help because I was completely out of my depth. There are things now that she requires help with. It all goes over the top of my head because I've not got a clue what she's talking about, or how I would go about getting her the help she needs. Thankfully, my son appears to be more clued up than me with some things.

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  • If it's of any consolation, I often feel that I too am playing at being grown up (I'm in my late forties).

    When my dad died just over 3 years ago, my mother had required assistance with things that I had absolutely no knowledge of... Things that I had never needed to have any knowledge of. I couldn't help because I was completely out of my depth. There are things now that she requires help with. It all goes over the top of my head because I've not got a clue what she's talking about, or how I would go about getting her the help she needs. Thankfully, my son appears to be more clued up than me with some things.

Children
  • Fortunately for me, I have a helpful solicitor. And we cleared away the wreckage of Gran's financial past.

    I had to learn this stuff on the spot. Incidents, like last week's car accident and the sewage blockage, throw me into a tailspin; I didn't get to bed after Monday Evening's incident until 6:35 am Tuesday. But I feel like I am sent this to learn how to grow up. But it does my head in; for sure.