Leslie, a Caregiver's Journal: Transporting My Father

My father was 87 when his wife of many years, my mother, passed away after a long and happy life together. It created a big hole in his heart and a gigantic shift in his day-to-day life. The four-decade shared house was now incredibly silent. Though he cherished that house and all its moments, its size and hollowness impacted him bigger than before.

Dad recognized that he would like to be nearer to his kids. We were all in different cities, a couple of hours apart, and while he was still self-sufficient, he knew that moving nearer to us would be a comfort. He decided, after a great deal of contemplation, to sell his house and move nearer to where I was.

It was a hard decision to make for him, though a necessary one. Downsizing and moving weren’t just relocating—it was leaving a piece of his heritage behind and starting a new life without my mother. He would have to leave behind not just a place of residence, but a piece of his heritage as well.

The Emotional Dimension of Downsizing

The toughest aspect of this journey was having to sort through possessions gathered throughout one's life. My father and I started with usables—clothing, pots and pans, old tools in the garage. Before we knew it, though, we were wading through rooms filled with decades of memory. In the closet in her bedroom, we found my mother's scarves, herfavorite sweaters, and her old jewelry box. It was all a small piece of her.

Dad and I rummaged through old photograph albums for hours, and each photograph had a story behind it of holidays, birthday parties, and days out with friends. Whilst as much as these days were warm and fuzzy, leaving was also a bittersweet option for him. Certain items he could not possibly do without, like his old books and his hand-knitted blanket by my mum. We concurred these would be taking with him on his move.

The Practical Side of Downsizing

Once we had winnowed through the memories and made our choices of what to retain, we attended to matters of downsizing. Leaving a big family house and relocating into a small apartment was going to be a big change for Dad, and we wanted to make sure that he would feel comfortable in his new life. We found a comfortable apartment that was just a short drive from my residence, a place that would afford him his independence while staying in close proximity to his family.

It was moving day earlier than I expected, and I could tell that he was nervous. While we hauled boxes and filled out the moving truck, Dad made a final walk around the home. In each room, his goodbyes were subdued and individual. I would witness the hurt and relief on his face as he was leaving behind the home. It was difficult to move on, but he was conscious that he was moving toward a better place—more modest, more manageable home and a new start closer to his family.

Adjusting to a New Life

Once settled into his apartment, he started feeling at home in his new environment. We made his comfortable armchair by the window, his books in a queue on a shelf, and his cherished pictures on the walls. These personal touches made his new residence familiar and like home. I would visit him on a regular basis during the first weeks, bringing his meals, helping him unpack, and making sure he was comfortable.

Dad soon grew to like the quiet of his new home. No lawn to mow and fewer rooms to clean provided more time and fewer worries. And no longer was he feeling lonely and alone because his family was within close reach. It was a hard adaptation, but a blessing to have reassurance nearby that everything would work out.

Reflecting on the Move

Dad came to like his new home eventually. Though moving to a smaller place was a big change, a new feeling of serenity entered his life. He was still surrounded by aspects of his life with his wife, and he was still carrying those memories with him, just in a new place. This was a lesson imparted by both of us on the day-to-day and emotional aspects of later life restructuring. For Dad, moving closer to his loved ones gave solace, companionship, and freedom to focus on what was truly important—living each day to its fullest, swapping stories, and creating new moments among people he loved.

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