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Life.

It just keeps moving on with each second - there is no changing it.

This week has involved a hard slog - moving a whole lot of 'stuff' from my mother's home to our place in preparation for her home going onto the market. You see, my Mum has reached a point where things need to change. Unlike me, my Mum has not found reprieve from the symptoms of Fibromyalgia and each year she is seemingly that little bit worse. Her steep block take a lot of hard work for her to maintain with the chronic pain and, since the last of her children is moving out in the coming months, there doesn't seem to be much point staying in a place where life is a daily battle.

With a view of renting for a time, whilst she finds a block a build, my Mum is preparing for the next stage in her life and seeking something that will be easier to maintain and more accessible. The last 10-15 years before she starts needing to consider more supported accommodation. Wow - where did all those years go? I can hardly believe that it has 14 years since I first left our family home - it is like an entire era has passed.

Now married, myself, so much has changed since the days where we siblings played games at home, helped each other with home work, walked the dogs in the dark together singing songs at the top of our lungs to wake everyone in they neighbourhood up and just hung out around the family home. It is a stage of life that all of us will be saying an official goodbye to and storing away in our hearts some time soon.