Occupying Mom’s Street

Life with Mom

—-This is a story of a life shared with Mom after her diagnosis of Alzheimer’s Disease.—

After 7-8 months of planning, we finally moved.   We had the expert help of family and friends with big hearts, brawn, and brains.    They came with trailers, trucks, and vans.  They lifted, pulled, and carried.  They provided comfort, comedy and cleverness.

We even had a dog sitter who made the dogs disappear while moving out, and didn’t show back up until we were moved in.

I woke up this morning in the home I moved in to as a young girl 40 years ago.

There’s no place like home.


The convoy.


Jon and Bonnie


Tired dogs.

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8 Responses to Occupying Mom’s Street

  1. Ann says:

    Welcome to your new home,Diane! Wishing you the best on your new journey…….

  2. Glynny Schiavoni says:

    God bless, Diane and Brian.
    Love you,

  3. mafarckle says:

    It must feel strange moving back to your old home.  You had quite a lot of people helping out.  That must have made it easier.  I’ll bet the babies will like it there.  Love to you.  Mom


  4. maria wulf says:

    Best to you and Brian, Diane. Such a big move in so many ways.

  5. Diane Fiore says:

    Your kind thoughts mean the world, Maria. We’re adjusting well to our “new” home.

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