My mom moved today. She recently suffered a small stroke and it became clear that going back to her condo was not going to be an option for her.
My mom is pretty stubborn and when you add onto that a bit of dementia exacerbated by the stroke we, her family, were expecting a fight. But then it didn't happen. She went along willingly.
Most of her children live far away and for a decade now Deb and her husband Neil have been looking in on at first both of my parents and then my mom alone because we can't. Not entirely true. We could have but it would have required a full transplanting of our lives to be close to her and taking our turn.
Deb and Neil have been steadfast and diligent in taking care of her. Slowly and methodically they took her from this stroke, it's rehab, and by far the biggest hurdle convincing her a move to assisted living was for the best. They also got the important things moved to her apartment and made it familiar to her and now will continue to work at dismantling her condo one memory at a time.
My mom sounded happy and relieved when I talked to her from her new apartment.
Thanks Deb and Neil for your hard work.
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