My Uncle Frank passed away the end of January. That just leaves my Mom and her sister. Shortly after Uncle Frank passed, my mom and I were talking. She started talking about what would happen if my dad were to die before her. She asked me if she could move in with me. She said that she wouldn’t want to stay in Arizona by herself. She would want to be closer to her last remaining sister. I said sure, why not. Little did I know it would be so soon. About 6 weeks after Frank died, my father died. So, about a week or two ago, my Mom mentioned it. Could she move in with me. Sure I said, but that means that I will have to move. The girls and I live in a 2 bedroom place. Also, it is on the second floor……not really good for Mom who has problems getting around. So…….I am looking for a new place to live. It will be different, living with my Mother again after all these years. I think is will be good for her, good for me, and good for my girls. They have only seen my Mom about 6 or 7 times since she moved to Arizona. They were so young when she left. So now, I am looking for a place to live. A new place for my family to call home.