I never moved out, my parents did. I was 26, it was a year or so ago. Last August if I remember correctly.
Me living with my parents was mutually beneficial. My mother was sick for many years, various cancers, etc. My father worked, but didn't make much, I made almost double him. I paid property taxes, insurance, etc. The house was in my name. Everything my parents made went to medical bills (Specialists don't work the same way as Emergency Rooms).
The doctors finally found out what was wrong with my mom, and she's relatively healthy now. They decided to move out, and after a short stay with me again earlier this year, they now live in an apartment attached to my grandmother's house. My dad's old job is finally starting to get back off the ground again, he worked in a lumber yard that focused on cabinetry and other housing related wood products. So when the housing market crashed, his job went down the drain.
They only live about 4 miles away from me, so I still see them every week, usually have dinner on the weekends. Currently with my basement renovation, my dad is working with me on the weekends to start/finish that. We are working on framing this weekend. I think we'll get the walls framed, and next weekend start working on covering them. It's the one reason my dad kept a relatively low paying job with little benefits. Since he works at a lumberyard, he gets wood and tools to use just about for free. It's going to look nice when we are done.
I've always been close to my parents, never really had an issue with them. My parents were the same way with theirs, and once my father left the Navy, he moved back to his hometown (with us in tow).
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