It was time… Time for dads independence and more socialization. Time for me to continuing living my own life… A transitional period which lasted 8 months. A period of adjustment since my mothers passing, a time of mourning for all. But now, it was time.

I moved my father into his new living environment, a lovely assisted living home.  Seniors with a lot in common… Peers his own age and well needed socialization for him. I knew it was time…

As I settled his room and left him in the dinning room for lunch, I couldn’t help but know this was the right decsion. I walked away feeling the same as if I had just left my 3 year old for his first day of preschool… thinking and knowing it was time…

A heart wrenching decision, but one that was made for the both of us for many reasons. Some may not understand why, and some days I may not even understand why… But the peace the surpasses all understanding gives me my truth of knowing,  it was time…

Love you daddy❤️