February 22, 2009

The First Day of... The Next Chapter

We moved my father in law in today… into Assisted Living.

I have a lot of thoughts in my head about it and we’ll see how this works. It was time… he was falling more and more and he needed someone to clean his place, wash his clothes, get his meals, bathe him a few times a week, and to pick him up when he fell.

Remember when you sent your child off to school the first day, whether it be pre-school or kindergarten?

Remember that concern, “Will they make friends? Will they like it? Will I have to fight for them to go the whole year? Will… they make friends?”

That’s kind of where I am. The concern.

Will he make friends? Will he like it? Will we have to fight for him to stay?

But mostly… will he make friends?

I so want him to be happy and to have rich and full relationships. I want him to have friends.

Posted by Boudicca at February 22, 2009 12:11 AM | TrackBack

When we moved both my grandmothers into assisted living, even my grandmother in law they all went kicking and screaming in full tantrum mode.

Within months they all loved it and one even admited they wished they did it sooner.

Posted by: Quality Weenie at February 22, 2009 11:45 AM