The Decision and Move

Just to give alittle history. Late last fall, my wife and I made the fatefull decision to move My2Moms across the country to live closer to us. Over the years my grandparents had endured alot caring for her. With their health failing and the guilt of living across the country gradually eating away us, we offered to have her move out here close to us so that my g-rents could spend their final years in peace.

My grandparents jumped at the chance and literally within 2 months My2Moms made her way here for the start of a new life. She arrive in mid February after I found a reasonable apartment for her about 5 miles away. I figured that was a good distance away, far enough for space and close enough to lesson the burden of unforeseen visits to her abode.

When she arrived, My2Moms was surprisingly stable in the early weeks here, probably due to the hectic nature of changing locations. We ran around a lot those first few weeks, buying necessities, unpacking the junk that inhabits her life (who needs 7 packs of pinnocle cards, only 3 of which are a full deck?), and generally setting up life for what the future would hold.

Unfortunately, the honeymoon only lasted about a month.