OnwardandUpward I moved over 100 miles to live near to my children . I live 10 mins from my daughter and 40 mins to my son. After my mom died no one was dependent on me any more so I could finally move . I don't drive so only went to my son's if he took me . I don't regret moving I love where I live . Love my bungalow, area and neighbours.
Moving gave me back my identity. People her know me not wife then widow or just the children's mom. My postman calls me by my Christian name . My neighbours worried about me the other week when I be went to visit my brother and sister in law's. I forgot to tell them I was going and a parcel arrived for me on the Monday I went and my neighbour 2 doors down took it it. Both he and his wife where concerned and look through my windows in case I was on the floor. My daughter came round on Tuesday to water my greenhouse and they dashed out to see her. I came home on the Thursday and went round on Friday to thank them for their concern and promised to tell them next time I go away.
I lived in the same village from 1980 when we brought our first house. We moved a couple of roads away and lived in the house I sold 34 years. Never had neighbours that cared that much. The difference is I moved from the West Midlands to the North West of England.
Health care here is also far superior.
Is Mumsnet down today (13th May)

All those lies!
I might have some tears first, realised this) how you can feel heartbroken, yet still enjoy things despite the pain.