When I was 18, my mom and step-dad paid 2 months rent in a studio apt. for me, the filled up the fridge and bought a few household items for me, that was all the help I ever got from them.
My husband literally came to the US with one suitcase,no money and no language skills.
He was working full time as a machinist 2 weeks later, no help from anyone other then the IRC paying for 2 weeks at a rat infested hotel room in a run down part of NYC.
Our son always tells us we don't help him enough with money, like anyone ever really helped us out.
We still would do anything we could to help him but he isn't good at handling his funds and we don't want to just throw away our hard earned money, the littlel we have.
We paid for our own wedding in Vegas, not too expensive, my mother baked us a cake, the only gift we got from anyone.
I am sure my MIL would of helped us is we lived in her country, she bought a huge piece of land for her 3 kids to share, as me husband left the country, he was left out.
His brother and sister have built homes on the land with financial help from their mother with materials to build it from the ground up.
Of course back then it was communist and no one could get a home loan, every brick and window had to be paid for in cash before you could start building.
I always found it interesting over the years to see the old style owner built homes over there, sometimes people still hadn't gotten around to finishing up with proper flooring or doors, so strange.
I think if you work hard for what you have, you take better care of it.
many years ago, after my mother could see for herself what a hardworker and able person my husband was, we opened up our first machine shop.
Those machines cost a small fortune and although we had a few used ones, we needed new ones as well to make good quality parts.
We asked my mother for a 3 month loan of $20,000, she wouldn't laon it to us and to this day I don't know why not.
We have loaned people more cash then that who weren't even family.
it really would of made a huge doference at the time, given us enough cash behind us to step up in that business without all of the suffeering, in the end we couldn't keep it going as paying rent, on a place to live, a business and paying for the loans on the machines was eating up any profit we ever saw and we couldn't see in the end in sight.
I am still a bit upset that she didn't give us a hand, she could of had a lathe machine for collateral.
She bought brand new motorbikes for my brother, bought several cars for one of my sisters and helped pay for the other sister to go to college and paid for her big wedding.
Sometimes being the 3rd girl in the family isn't fair, they are so over girls by the time you arrive.
I also think my mother for whatever reason held a grudge against my husband for not being an American guy with a family of his own in the US to help us out.
Since she never really helped us, can't understand why she had such a chip on her shoulder about it all.