Stressfully yours...

I've led a sheltered life. This blog stuff is new to me...old to everyone else. My E-mail friend, Karen, suggested I start a blog. I decided it would be a good way to vent...and lately I need to vent.

I'm in the process of moving my 87 year old father to assisted living nearby. He's not happy, but I've been worried about him for a couple of years. He's been living independently, but showing more and more signs of forgetfulness. When he came for a visit he wandered...one time outside early in the morning. I knew then that it was time. I feel terrible about disrupting his life, but there's really no choice.

We found a place for him to live. It checked out well with the state and I feel real good about it. Unfortunately, it's going to take a while to move his furniture. This is a terrible time to move. All the movers are booked through June. Nothing is ever easy!

He's been telling my friends that I'm a "pain in the ass" which breaks my heart. I'm trying so hard to make him happy, but deep down inside I know that's an impossible task.

Stressfully yours, DayDream