I'll Never... |
Tuesday Aug 19 2008
By Elizabeth Russell | Bio
I had enormous resistance in moving into what I thought of as “an old folks’ home.” For years I had said to my children, “I’ll never live in one of those places!” When circumstances conspired to make such a move wise, I spent much of the first few months in my new home looking at San Francisco apartment ads, traveling to the city to look at those apartments. As I did, I began to notice the difference it would mean to me living in one of those apartments as compared with living in Woodside Terrace. Increasingly I acknowledged that it no longer made sense for me to live alone and, with that acknowledgment, came the appreciation of having my apartment cleaned and my linen changed weekly, having meals prepared for me and having emergency help as near as the cord next to my bed or by the shower in my bathroom.
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