Photography where you find it.

Spending time at FountainWood Lodge I passed on my Camera Totin’ Tuesday.  Pulled out my camera during some of the activities, and began capturing images. The large well lit lobby provides such nice lighting for my photographs.

So many activities happen in the lobby.  Last year when I looked for an assisted living place I found many residences had well decorated lobbies, but I didn’t see this space being used. Here at FountainWood something is always happening. Love on a Leash, all kinds of musical entertainment, and games such as Trivia, and Crossword puzzles take place here.

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“Patsy Cline” gets a resident up and dancing

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Resident joins Patsy in song

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Working out the steps

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Patsy sings to a fan

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Everyone is involved by choosing a name for a favorite animal

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My Mom enjoys lunch with a western theme

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Libby is becoming a familiar part of  FountainWood 

I haven’t been able to get out and shoot with my photo friends since I have been taking care of my Mom. She is doing better than I expected. Before she didn’t get out to participate in the activities because she was part of a couple. Now I am encouraging her to get out of her room. Soon I will start to make some time for myself, and get out with other photographers.

Moving from Independence to Dependence

In eleven days my Mom will celebrate her 90th birthday. Earlier this year my grandson turned 18 and graduated high school. My granddaughter is 13 and just started 8th grade. My youngest grandson will be welcoming a baby brother in a couple of months. My 3 1/2 year old Elijah is ready to start preschool and granddaughter Alyssa at 13 is gaining on me in height. All kinds of life changes. Kind of sets my mind spinning since each stage has very different needs.  As my grandson, Isaac starts his job search, gets ready to drive, and move out on his own, my parents move from “Independent” living to Assisted Living.

My main focus is the pull between independence and dependence.  As the oldest child and only daughter I have become a parent to my parents.  This role requires a bit of a balancing act. A role reversal happens and my new place in life is difficult. It is hard enough to make life choices for yourself. With experience you weigh the pros and cons, and hope for the best. Looking back, you realize that decisions do not always equal a final decision.

As a new parent, you weigh your decisions and care for your baby. If your baby isn’t happy you are alerted by their cries. A teenager (young adult) knows “everything” and can verbally admonish your ruling as being unfair. Arguements ensue and life moves on. As a young adult each choice may seem final, yet later years show that it is possible (and probable)  to regroup and take life in another direction. Part of living are the changes that occur.

The circle is closing. Memory isn’t clear, and I have to make decisions for my parents. I need to make a choice for the pair, but their needs are different.  Mom and Dad married in 1947. They have been together for 68 years. They always relied on each other, and now they both need help. Dad approaching 97 still has another 6 1/2 years to catch up to his brother, my Uncle Mark. Yup, that makes my uncle 103 1/4 years young. I understand you go back to counting those half years.  Remember when someone asked, ” How old is your baby?” Always replied 6 months, 9 months, 18 months.

With this decision to move to Assisted Living I meet a bit of resistance, but the fight retreats into a quiet resolve. I am saddened when I see this. My father looks around and says, “What about all of our furniture?” Then he takes another minute, and asks is it time to go to dinner? My mother wants some help, but having someone come in for a couple of hours in the morning doesn’t meet this need. I hope that I have chosen well, and that help will be provided in a caring fashion.

I’ve been told that growing old is not for sissies.

Here are some photographs taken from the last 10 years.

We gathered in Sun City West, Arizona to celebrate my Mom turning 80. Arizona in August is not the place to be, so we took the celebration up to Sedona, Az. Mom’s macular degeneration was starting to affect her good eye. This caused quite a bit of worry.

Ten years ago my parents lived in Sun City West, Arizona in their own custom built home.

Ten years ago my parents lived in Sun City West, Arizona in their own custom built home.

Sometimes I would tense up when I saw my mother with her cards. Usually meant that she was not at peace. Now, I would be happy if she could see her cards and play.

Mom often played Solitaire, Here she is at the kitchen table in 2006 at 81.

Mom often played Solitaire, Here she is at the kitchen table in 2006 at 81.

Must have got my tech genes from my Dad. Gadgets always facinates him. He tries to work my iPhone or iPad. Got to  watch or like my grandkids all my apps and stuff will be moved around. Maybe I’ll  give him one of my less important gadgets. Unfortunately, my iPhone keeps me in line. What kind of boss do I have?

2007 finds my parents using the computer. My Dad is almost 89, and my Mom is turning 82. Still very independent in Sun City West.

2007 finds my parents using the computer. My Dad is almost 89, and my Mom is turning 82. Still very independent in Sun City West.

Parents are still in their home in Arizona.

A sweet moment

A sweet moment

In August 2008, on my Mom’s 83rd birthday my parents move to Sacramento. The move was not smooth. She  arrived here with a pelvis fractured in 5 places from a fall on the last day before the move. She recovered completely, but it was two months before she could go down stairs for dinner. Her eye sight was quickly failing, and adjusting to this and not driving was difficult.

2008 My Dad is 90, and Mom is 83. Now liviing in Sacramento at Eskaton Carmichael in "Independent" living.

2008 My Dad is 90, and Mom is 83. Now liviing in Sacramento at Eskaton Carmichael in “Independent” living.

Celebrating my Dad's 95th birthday in 2010.

Celebrating my Dad’s 95th birthday in 2010.

Brunch with my parents in 2012.

Brunch with my parents in 2012.

Dressed up to celebrate another milestone in 2013. Dad turns 95.

Dressed up to celebrate another milestone in 2013. Dad turns 95.

The  Rubinstein Family together in 2013.

The Rubinstein Family together in 2013.

My parents together for nearly 68 years of Valentine's Days (2015)

My parents together for nearly 68 years of Valentine’s Days (2015)

And the circle of life continues.