GinnyPNW
Master Chef
I'm so sorry K-Girl. Know that my heart goes out to you and to Mom too. Betting you both could use a hug about now....sending cyber hugs!
I'm so sorry K-Girl. Know that my heart goes out to you and to Mom too. Betting you both could use a hug about now....sending cyber hugs!
Give your Mom my condolences. I rather think she might like to go, but that is a hard decision. I too am waiting on a friend to choose.
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Yes please, add me into those hugs along with Ginny.
(((Hugs)))Big MAHALO, thanks guys.
DH feels that taking Mom to her dearest friend's funeral would not be good for Mom's mental health.
He feels that Mom would be thinking the whole time, am I next?
Mom has only one living relative that we even know about, haven't heard from him in a few years, and that was her last long-time friend.
I dunno, but I left the ball in her court, I mean, I could jolly well NOT offer to take her!
(((Hugs)))I absolutely hear you. Talking to an almost last friend from more than 60 years ago - he and I are the last ones of our group - we're sorta lookin' at each other an'sayin'- who wants to go first? It's funny and not funny at the same time.
@dragnlaw I'd say that Mom needs more 'protection' than I doAbsolutely ditto on all of the above, Kgirl. Don't know whether to send my dragonettes to you or your mom.
@GinnyPNW I feel very blessedThat's just wonderful, K-Girl! You are indeed very lucky...great DH and great neighbors too! I think you hit the jackpot all around.
I'm starting this thread mostly for myself, to chronicle my Adventure With Mom.
Let me start from the beginning, my Mother had been having numerous issues at "The Home" as she called it. Her Senior Living Community back in her hometown, a very small town in California, where she has been for about 9 years, was in great dis-repair and had many problems.
Mainly, her landline was on the fritz more than it worked (and she has no cell phone nor did she want one), the AC kept going in and out and then to top things off her life-long Gal Pal had taken one too many tumbles and was moved in to her Son's home and her car keys got lost somehow, that was her only means of transport (read as her Son had hidden them).
THEN, throw in this whole Covid thing, GEEZ!
We were unable to make that 9 1/2 hour drive, one way, that we would take quarterly to visit my Mother, by request of the admin to "The Home'.
Mom was contacting me in any way possible to help her deal with business for her and I think she had finally had enough.
In one of our telephone conversations a acoupla months ago she said to me, "I think I made a big mistake moving here", with great distain in her voice.
That opened the door for me.
"Mom what would you think about moving here with us?"
She jumped at the offer.
We took a trip out to Cali to talk this out in person as a family (and take care of more mishaps at "The Home"). We all agreed that in a months time DH and I would come back out to collect her. This gave her plenty of time to purge what things she would no longer have a need for.
This is where I'm going to end this chapter of Adventures With Mom and I will continue this later, mainly `cuz it's time to get dinner on the table for us three ...