My mother is 96-years old, and I’ve never had to take care of her. She’s amazingly healthy, happy, and spirit filled. I like to say she’s the woman with her purse on her shoulder waiting for someone to pick her up to go somewhere. “I’m not going to stay home and look at these walls,” she quips.
Several years ago she polled her four children and asked, “What would you think if I sold my home and moved into Cedar Place?” (A center that progresses from independent living to nursing care.) My brothers and I were happy she could make this decision by herself. She declares moving to Cedar Place was the best decision she’d ever made, as she lives independently with social opportunities and around people who care about her well being.
I consider myself a long way from having to make decisions about my living conditions, and I’m certainly not being neglected by my children. I enjoy having a home where my children and grandchildren can come to stay with me. I do wonder if I’m being a good steward by living in a home with more space than I need, plus wasting natural resources for heating and cooling.
I pray when the time comes, I will be given the same wisdom my mother received to know when it is time move on.
Lord, help me discern when to make changes before my children need to intervene. Amen.