If you don't know my story, my mom had a bad stroke @ 90. She lives in her own home with in home care 12 hours Mon-Fri. My sister, brother-n-law, and 2 children live there in her home, (been there 16 years). Sister has POA.
Mom called and said the garage roof is coming apart, pieces flying off, (I've seen this when she and I do gardening) and that she's gonna have to put a new roof on there. She said she wants to move because she doesn't want to keep putting money into the house. I had to agree with her, personally she needs peace now, not worry about what that house needs. I'm thinking she's finally gonna say she wants to go to a NH and then she hit me with this:
She said that she wants to come and live with me. I said "HUH", mom repeated herself.
Too many potholes for me on this road of misery. I am just now building up the strength to fight those FOG feelings and personally I'm not about to turn my house into a modern day version of the TWILIGHT ZONE!