*This is the colored window I use to look through every time I went upstairs. Third step up has a hinge for hiding valuables?! We found really old newspapers in it, when my brother n' I first discovered it.
My Mom's house was sold in 16 days; it was bought by a friend of our family on August 31st. He thought a lot of my Dad and has been a good friend to my Mom. He would plow her snow filled door yard, when he could, no charge. He grew up next door; he is older than me by fifteen yrs. His nephews are around my age. My Mom has changed her mind and decided she doesn't want to move here. She wants to stay in the area she grew up in and has lived her whole life. She has an apartment lined up. She has a month to get her things in order and move. I understand how she feels, but my husband and I think this is just a delay, for now. I want to go home, but I have 2 Dr's appointments and a surgical procedure scheduled this month. She says there won't be any place for me to stay, the beds will be broken down. My husband can not go with me; September in the Navy is a busy time. If she was moving here; he still would not be able to go. The Chief select program is underway and soon initiation. Think Survivor show, extreme drills and exhaustion, the final round of becoming a Navy Chief. I don't even know all the crazy stuff they do. My husband is in charge of this event. My daughter's color guard schedule is crazy. Practice one evening from 5-8pm; then the next day from 3-6. My son goes to college and works; his hours constantly change. I feel ill thinking about this. If I go home; I will have to find someone to transport my daughter. I am being held hostage by my Dr and have to go to my next appointment. I needed blood work done and she only gave me so many pills. I will run out in 6 days. I feel damned if I do and damned if I don't. If I don't go home I will regret it, if I do will I be any help? I can't lift or do anything heavy, my back isn't good. She didn't think she would sell it this fast; I knew it would be sooner than later.
She doesn't think I should come; her mess and I can't lift anything. My brother lives 20 minutes from her. Augh...why is life so damn difficult? My husband thinks she will hate this apartment, it is in a Senior type apartment complex. We will end up going up to get her, before it is all said and done. I think he is right, but can I live with my guilt?! Tough call, have any of you been in a similar situation?