Hi, Riptide. I'm in a situation very similar to yours...single, retired, left a city I loved to be near my aging mom. My mom is now in a nursing home, where I visit her fairly often. I've been here for 20 years and think about returning to the other place when possible. The thing I have to remember is that my old "haunt" is not the same place it was 20 years ago, and I might feel displaced there. I try to remember to "bloom where I'm planted," and to realize that there are just as many opportunities here for pleasure as there would be anywhere else, although it seems at times that I'm a fish out of water. Thinking about being happier somewhere (anywhere) else is pretty defeatist, so I try not to dwell there.