The last few days have been unusual. My family has helped my mother move from her home in San Angelo to an apartment in Abilene. She is now in a retirement community about 5 blocks from my house.
The transition isn’t easy. She had lived in that house in that same house in San Angelo since the summer before I began first grade. She’d attended the same congregation since before I was born. She had her set appointment with the hairdresser and her time with the ladies that helped her clean the house. She was around friends that she had known for decades, even if they were able to see each other less and less over the years.
But my mother decided to let us help her move; once she made that decision, she never said one negative thing about it. She’s determined to make this work.
For my part, I feel like I did when my kids started school. Will she figure out how to do what she needs to do? Will she make friends? Will this initial difficult time give way to a happier time?
As my sister said once, the most important things in life you only do once. And no one can really tell you how to do them or exactly what you’ll have to do. Experience is the best teacher, if not always the most timely one.
Family takes care of family. Parents care for their children, and the children are to return the favor later in life.
Wow, Tim. You always make me think, but today you actually drew tears. Blessings on your family, and especially your mom. (And I hope the thing with the phone company can be resolved quickly and to your benefit).
Peace,
Paul
Tim,
Such a sweet blog. I am praying for Irma’s good adjustment and knowing her she has already made up her mind to make this work. It has to be hard, but it’s a blessing that she can be near you and yours. I know it is comforting to you and Caroline to have her near. I assume she’s at University Place??If you have a minute send me details of where she is, number of apartment and I’ll see her as soon as I can. I am enduring sciatica and can’t do as well as I have always done, but want to see her when I can. You’re a good son!!
Betty Brown
Lovely post Tim, you are a good son. Very true lines you wrote at the end of the blog. Family takes care of the family, Just heart touching line. I hope your mom is well.