This has been a difficult week moving my mom into a retirement apartment. She had been resistant for awhile, but when she decided to do it she wanted it done very quickly. My older sister is not happy about it and so refused to help with the move. That left it all on me, but it has been a special time for Mom and me.
I learned something interesting about my mom this week. She has always been very outgoing and has tons of friends, but she was nervous about meeting new people and wanted me to eat the first couple of meals with her in the dining room. Fine by me, the food was delicious.
Last night she ate on her own and I was hoping that everything went okay. It was more than okay. She called me to say how happy she is and I am ecstatic. She has already made several new friends and she loves her cute apartment. Today we are going to try and finish the unpacking and go to the grocery to get her breakfast food, as she wants to eat that meal in her apartment. This weekend we will try and get her pictures hung and then I know she can really start calling it home.
After that I can focus on my own moving ahead. One day at a time and one step at a time. I know it will not be easy, but I will find a way to accomplish it all and a way will find me.