My mother has decided to move in to a senior living community. Great!! I am so happy that she came to this decision on her own. I love the community she's chosen. She has a lot of friends there, which is why she chose it. It fits her budget. Every single thing we have had concerns about has been answered and has been a non issue. I'm so glad.
I'm so sad. My mother is moving out of the only house I knew growing up. My parents bought that house when my older sister was a baby and never left. A lot of Daddy's things are still there as a bit of a memorial since my mother hasn't been able to part with them. In fact, the house is full of the memorabilia of all of our lives. I do not want to sort through that. It will be gut wrenching. (My sister has suggested just taking it one closet/room at a time. We'll have time for that since her new house is being built.)
I went to visitation for my friend yesterday. We still don't know what caused the accident. It is tragic, so very tragic for her family. Her husband greeted me sweetly as if we were at a reunion and said it was so nice to see every one. I was a puddle that 65MD had to mop up to get me out of there. My heart hurts so much for what the family has to do to learn to live with out their mother/grandmother/sister and also how to deal with her husband whose mind will not allow him to live alone. Nor, am I sure he understands that his wife is gone.
I have the best husband ever and this has given us the chance to grow even closer, both the death and the life change my mother is making. 65MD meant it when he said "better or worse" 15 years ago. I rest in the comfort he gives me.
In fact, I have an incredible family. We just plain get along. We pull together in good times and bad. I know that most people don't have that blessing. I am trying hard to focus on the positives. I know that is the best way to get through the negatives.