
This is an update to my original post, Let Go on 1-15-26. I’m not sure where to begin with this, but rest assured that the events that have transpired from then to now have made me feel like I’ve been on an emotional rollercoaster ride of my life. I admit that the struggle is real when it comes to not offering my opinion, suggestions, or demands when I’m looking in on the outside of a disaster waiting to happen, especially if it involves a loved one. As I had mentioned in my previous post, this involved a loved one who has Alzheimer’s disease.
Within two weeks of my last post, my aunt was moved out of state to live with her friend so that she could care for her full-time. I had my reservations regarding this decision and had wished she would have stayed here and been placed in an Assisted Living/Memory Care facility, but again, it was not my decision to make. My feelings came from a place of not wanting to completely be separated from my aunt. It was difficult to watch her leave, and I felt like I had failed her in some way because I couldn’t step in and care for her myself.
In the months following, I was kept apprised of how my aunt was adjusting or not adjusting to her new surroundings, depending on the day. If you have ever spent any time with an individual with Alzheimer’s Disease, things can change from minute to minute, hour to hour, etc. It was three months after she moved out of state into her friend’s home that the decision was made to place her into an Assisted Living/Memory Care facility. I was relieved that she was finally going to be cared for by medically trained staff who are familiar with Alzheimer’s Disease. I felt like a huge weight was lifted off my heart, and I could breathe a little easier knowing she was in a safe place.
I’ve had numerous opportunities to speak with my aunt on the phone when her friend visits her. She even sent me a video of her singing and dancing in the dining room, which just brought me to tears of joy! She looks happy, healthy, and adjusting to her new home. This is all I wanted for my aunt, and I’m grateful my prayers were answered.
It’s a constant battle wanting to hold onto situations that I want to fix and control, thinking that I know better. The reality is that I don’t, and I just need to let go and let God.