I find the attitude brave. As I said, I don’t have to be over 60 to possibly encounter problems; unfortunately, that can happen unexpectedly due to illness or an accident. And if I suddenly can’t climb the stairs anymore, it won’t help me that I actually wanted to move out when I got older.
And, which hasn’t been a topic at all here: the older you get, the harder it becomes to deal with changes. I see that now with my 76-year-old mother: everything should stay the way it is. Even the decorations have their fixed place! Besides, you have lived there for a few decades, know the people, have social ties. That’s not something you can quickly rebuild elsewhere when you’re older. I see it with my friend’s parents: they relatively early handed over their house to their daughter and moved back to the city (where both grew up). And what happens? The friendships that have grown over four decades in the village neighborhood are still the main circle of people they interact with and with whom they share joys and sorrows. So they almost always sit at the daughter’s place and her family to be with their familiar neighborhood.
A few decades are just not so easily forgotten. ESPECIALLY when you are old. And of course, there can be many good and quite legitimate arguments in favor of such a late move, I do not want to deny that, that is true. But the old saying about the old tree that shouldn’t be relocated is definitely true. I am experiencing it live right now.
And we won’t be any different...