Good news: we found a place to house mom. She loves it & dad is totally on board. Just spent the afternoon w/mom talking about family history & memories, as much as we could, while dad got some time to complete the paperwork.

This is fucking awesome. I'm so glad. Mom's needed memory care for a while now & it seemed like dad was in some denial about her needing it, & didn't know what to do. Well he can't care for her on his own, she needs more intensive care than he can provide, so thank Athena Hygeia, we found a good place. & reserved a room.

& she's totally stoked about moving in. The only sad thing that gets her is it's finally dawning on her Parkinson's-muddled mind that dad can't move in with her. :(

It's hard. She's sad about that. & she's still really positive about moving. She's really excited to do things like decorate, & choose her bedding & the pictures she wants to hang on the wall, & all the things she'll get to do while she lives there.

I'm heading over to their house tomorrow to help mom pack the stuff she wants to take. Dad's already got plans to clean up the house after mom is moved, & put stuff away, donate stuff, work on projects he can't do while she's there... stuff like that.