My mom has been in Assisted Living for three days and she is doing remarkably well.
I feel it almost to be a miracle that she does not cry when I leave; not even a whimper; or when I call her on the phone we say goodnight and "talk to ya later" as I always leave it.
The resistance she put up in just the idea of going there and now she seems to be getting along just fine.
She's found many acquaintances from her younger years and old neighborhood that are residing there, and I think that has what really helped in the transition.
Of course, I could pop in tomorrow and she could be tearful; but so far, she hasn't mentioned home or wanting to go home or anything.
I can only believe that in her mind her new home, feels like home already. She certainly is more social now than she had been in several years.
I feel so blessed that my mom is safe and handling this extremely well. Maybe my Daddy is watching her from above
and helping me help her.
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