For much of my life I’ve heard the phrase, “The only constant in life is change.” So true! And we are dealing with more changes…
This week we are moving my mother into a nursing home. She is still mostly independent, but we are seeing signs that indicate is it time for her to be in a place where she can get more care–and where her nutrition is better monitored…and where some memory issues that she is dealing with can also be watched more carefully.
It’s been quite a journey getting to this point. I think I was there before my brothers were–and we kids were before Mom was. Probably true in many similar situations.
It’s the closing of one chapter of life and the beginning of another…Mom’s closing out the place where she spent Dad’s last years with him; we’re really facing the fact that there are a limited number of years left with Mom; and we’re also facing the fact that we are getting close to being the “senior” members of the family.
Those aren’t easy changes for any of us. And yet…we can’t stay where we were, even if we wanted to.
The best we can do is come to grips with reality as it is, not as we would like it to be.