A new home...

Today was sad. The house on Mountainview Lake Road was purchased to allow my Mom to live as long as she could independently. It was the best compromise to allow her to have a private space of her own. But today, we made a change and Mom went to live in the assisted living. They can see to her needs around the clock. With the call light, help is available on demand. It is a nice place. I am hoping she can find some friendship there and enjoy some of the folks living there. I aim to do my part and get her every Monday for lunch and take her out as much as we can. I think some of our family is unhappy about the choice. But this time has been coming ever since the first sign of the Parkinson's appeared. It might have been postponed for a while, but it wasn't going to be long in any case. It still makes me feel like I've let someone down. But we have some obligations coming with regard to Sara. To help her with her education, we need to be able to work more days. There are things we need to do with our Grandsons while we may. And I am optimistic that with the assisted living folks taking care of day to day things and with physical therapists working on strength and balance, Mom can, perhaps, join us for activities and outings that we can enjoy together. We hope so.