Good Grief 74

Home
I'm not entirely sure what it means. At the moment it is a place I retreat to and shut the door, light the fire, withdraw. I'm not sure that I would call it a place of safety ... 'the mind is its own place ...' heaven and hell, etc.
I suspect home is a place where structural and psychological/emotional safety meet and if we are broken and disintegrated nowhere feels safe.
We have to move mum into a care home. I know it is the right thing and we have no choices left now and have to move quickly. It is very difficult to know how much she understands. It is upsetting to have to 'move her', to make decisions that she is unable to participate in and not know what or how she feels about any of it. All I know is that it is about trying to create a sense of safety, security, continuity and care. She looks pretty bewildered and a bit shut down since dad died. I feel that we are not so dissimilar.