Yesterday I moved me Mom into her interm placement nursing home. I wanted to make the move as easy as possible for her. What I forgot to think about was just how sad I was going to be about my Mom moving into a nursing home. It hit me last night. As cheerful and happy as the staff are, as welcoming as the residents are it is still a sad step in her life. All these months my Mom has kept saying she is too young to be in a nursing home. At 63 that isn't what your life should be. My Mom and Dad should be enjoying their golden years.
I am too young to have a Mom in a nursing home. My kids are too young to have a grandma they can only visit in a nursing home. I wanted more visits to our house....more Christmas mornings here, more weekend trips to visit with us.
I am angry and sad. I am also scared. Scared because she doesnt have that fight in her anymore. I am also scared that these same feelings are what my own children will be going through in 25 years.
I need to stay positive and have faith that my Mom will be safe. I need to remember wherever she is there will be love.
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