On a Friday late in May Mother moved to assisted living. It is a new place on the outskirts of Lahti near a lake, and it seems nice enough.


I feel sad; home is empty. However, she is no longer able to live alone even with home health care, as I realized once again when she was on a "holiday" with me last week. Wherever she is, she wants to be elsewhere, and I must accept that she can't be home any more.