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A good move
I SIMPLY HAD TO MOVE. The garage ceiling had collapsed, the foundations were sinking, and the rest of the house was slowly subsiding, making it unsafe for my 91-year-old mother and me to live in. I felt alone and overwhelmed at this enforced relocation. It had been daunting to find my way around a new area, and the prospect of moving again seemed too much to handle.
But I couldn't put it off any longer. Feelings of anxiety, mild panic, and despair were uppermost in my mind. On a stress level, moving house ranked a top 10 with me. This was to be my third move in 18 months. The previous two moves hadn't gone well. There had been financial losses, long delays, sickness, frustration, tears, and huge expenses not budgeted for. The effort of packing up had taken its toll physically, and I'd required some time to recover.
About the author
Denise Menadue lives in Strathpine, Queensland, Australia.
with contributions from MARGARET MITFORD SEELEY, ROMÉE HINDLE, LINDA VARA, SUSAN DURRIE, PATRICIA L. DUKE
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PATRICIA KADICK, STAFF EDITOR
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