Mom and I have the iPod on shuffle. We are shuffling through the pop genre. Right now we are listening to the Carpenters ('memba them??). Karen Carpenter had the most amazing voice. What talent they both have/had. We grew up listening to them in the '60s and '70s. Both Mom and Dad liked to listen to music. I know one of them liked Tom Jones, I'm not sure which one though. Anyway, the pop shuffle has some ABBA, Manilow, Tony Bennett, Johnny Mathis, Perry Como, Rosemary Clooney and Barbra Streisand. Mom seems to connect to these artists, perhaps there is some memory of them? What a great way to spend an afternoon. And it's 40F! Woo hoo!
I continue to struggle with the idea of relocating Mom to an ALF. I hope that she doesn't feel that I am betraying her or dumping her some place. But I just can't do this anymore. I think she would relate, after all she moved my dad to the hospital days before he passed because she couldn't deal with it anymore. We used to visit my dad's youth director at her ALF place and Mom would say she wouldn't ever want to live in such a place. It was a high rise, retirement community. Very nice. I don't know what problems she had with it. Oh well, I don't think she would want me to kill myself caring for her either. So my dilemma continues. It's not like I'm dumping her some place bad; it's a nice place! I'd live there! In fact, maybe I WILL move there...Mom can stay here.