Published: August 20, 2008 08:57 am            

Finally, a change of scenery

This time it looks like the move to my daughter’s is really going to happen. No sounds to the contrary have been heard so far. I am writing his late, in case something would interfere and there would be a change in plans (oh, ye of little faith), but all things are “go.”

Just looking around in my room makes me wonder if I need a U-Haul for the move. Amazing what one can accumulate in just a few weeks. I have to dismantle my “shop,” pack the unsold knitted and crocheted articles, plus several boxes with yarn. I received several big yarn donations while I was here. So it looks like a big job ahead.

Yes, it really is happening this time. This last week has flown by. I have had several orders to fill, which kept me busy, and also got me in closer contact with residents as well as staff.

On one hand, I will really miss that contact, yet it is also a good feeling to start moving forward on the goal to be on my own.

I goes against my nature to be dependent on others. To a certain extent, we always are, but I don’t want to lean hard on others, not becoming a burden if I can help it.

I will miss the hustle and bustle in the early morning hours. One of the residents with feel that is a time to rejoice, but like to sleep a few more hours, and grumble their discontent.

Yet new days arrive — the happy, as well as the unhappy, ones. It is up to each one of us to make the best of it.

The turnover is tremendous. Some are here to stay, some just to recuperate. Yet, even when you are here to stay you might still move into a different “district” within the building. No moving van is needed, just a dolly to carry your possessions to a different “street.”

It must be a headache to be in charge of this all, trying to keep the residents happy.

Yes, I will miss all of this, which was such an important part of my life for several weeks. Yes, the move has been made and I am sitting in my new liftchair. It is even nicer and more comfortable than the one I had in Parkwood. The massager is in my back and my daughter’s cat is purring in my lap: A peaceful and soothing combination.

        

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