In 3 days, we, that is my love and therefore me, will move to a different long term home in the comox valley. It is very scary, and in many ways a great loss.
We have been at CVSV for 4 years and 5 and a half months. A very very long time.
We both have formed deep friendships with staff there and moving is scary and wrenching. Leaving home, leaving this village.
Losing those great caring caregivers could be the biggest mistake, among so many, i have made in this journey with Don. It is certainly painful to say, See you later. In my heart i deeply hope it is, See you later.
And we will see, or don will, i won’t yet due to Covid, the many talented caregivers we once knew and who moved. To a dementia-focussed non-profit home.
I know things go sideways in every care setting, so I am not expecting miracles.
I don’t know what to expect, except i think my live will thrive for awhile yet. And i remember how joyous he was in hospital last year. His spirit is strong.
But my gut and heart says, Now, and the opportunity is here.
I told Don in our last 30 minute meeting that we were going to move on. He seemed to have no comprehension – how could he?
But 15 minutes later he said, Is it time to hit the road, babe?
Who knows what gets slowly processed in these brains devastated by dementia?