Accepted!
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- May
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A friend got good news yesterday: her mother was accepted into a top assisted-living facility. Apparently, it’s a beautiful place that offers supervision for people at various stages of their lives, and includes full nursing care for those who need it.
My friend said she was even more excited than when her children were accepted to college.
I understand what she means. A college acceptance is nice, but kids are resilient. If one college rejects them, another will surely take them in. Meanwhile, they are young and able-bodied and can get a job and fend for themselves, no matter how their academic career shakes out.
But when it comes to parents who need care and supervision, the choices are fewer and the difficulties greater. If they can’t be left alone, somebody’s got to figure out the caregiver issue, whether it’s at home or in a facility. And until that decision is made—and sometimes afterward—there’ s a high level of stress.
My friend’’s next big hurdle is moving her mother into the facility. But she’ll cross that bridge when she comes to it.




Baby boomer Linda Lombroso was born in Queens and grew up in Port Washington. She began her journalism career at New York Magazine and Rolling Stone, and came back to the field after spending 10 years as a stay-at-home mother. Linda joined The Journal News in 1997 and has been a Life & Style writer since 2000. She has three children.






I have been in that situation. I looked at places for my mother for a few months before I found an assisted living facility I liked. Then, I it took time to get her in because she and I did not have the funding to pay for it.
It was almost another full time job to get her in. I made calls all the way to Albany. All of her money, savings, and her monthly income was not enough. But by law, and by the will of grace, I fought to get her in. It was worth it when after 1 year of her living there, I asked her if she was happy there and she said she was. That was enough for me. It is a huge relief, to find the right place for your parent or parents, for them and you.
Mari—You’re right. When they say they’re happy, there’s nothing better.