For the second time in two years we packed up boxes and moved furniture.
We found ourselves sifting through drawers and searching behind doors for which items should be given away, which should be sold, and which should be moved to her new residence.
Words to explain to an 83 year old woman about why she couldn't keep her mother's armoire were hard to come by as we pared down her belongs one more time.
The challenge to keep as many personal items near her as possible so she could continue to touch and feel and think about the memories attached, was great but necessary.
Realizing that this move to assisted living could very well be her last move, was a vivid reality as she yearned to make this new place as homey as possible.
Yes, again this week, we found ourselves in the unenviable position of turning mom's world upside down. No matter how good it will be for her, and no matter how much I know she will enjoy it in the long run, I can't help but be cognizant of the fact that her twilight hours are getting dimmer and this move makes the setting sun seem so much closer.
Mom and me. She took care of me when I couldn't take care of myself. Now, I take care of her.
"Dear sweet Lord, bless my dear mom in the days and weeks ahead as she again faces a new environment with new neighbors, new challenges, and new joys. Help her to find her place there and her purpose in your plan. Be her companion. Be her comfort. Be her Christ."
Sharing today with Five Minute Friday where we are given a word prompt and write for five minutes flat. Today's (yesterday's) prompt is AGAIN.