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Heart Attack Forces Move

One 71-year-old widow lived a busy, independent life alone in her Encino home for eight years after her husband died. Then a heart attack in 1992 changed everything.

“After my heart attack, I couldn’t remember things,” said the woman, who’s also diabetic. “Sometimes I didn’t know when my blood sugar got low. I have to take lots and lots of pills, and living by myself, I just couldn’t remember.

“I got frightened. What if I fell? What if I didn’t remember something important? I lost confidence in my abilities.”

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The woman’s son and his wife were there to help. The widow, who asked that her name not be used, sold her three-bedroom home, and her son and daughter-in-law put their Thousand Oaks house on the market.

After a long search for a house with enough space and privacy, the extended family moved into a 5,600-square-foot home with two master suites in the North Ranch area of Thousand Oaks.

Luckily, the family’s financial situation--the widow’s husband was a successful developer; her son manages the family properties--enabled them to find a house that met their needs.

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The woman misses Encino and her daughter-in-law is nostalgic for her old neighborhood--less opulent, friendlier and more family-oriented.

But the setup of their house gives the widow her own suite, with a private entrance to the garden and pool, on the ground floor. Her son and daughter-in-law have an enormous bedroom with bath, originally intended as a game room, on the second floor with the children’s bedrooms.

The daughter-in-law does the cooking, incorporating her mother-in-law’s dietary restrictions. The widow drives, a necessity in their remote, hilly area, which has no transit service and no sidewalks. “Without driving I would be in terrible shape,” she admits. “I still go to Encino to my doctor and my hairdresser.”

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And she experiences both joy and frustration from being so close to her grandchildren--17, 11 and 10. “I’m here and I hear all their problems, but my daughter-in-law is their mother, so I’m not really a part of the solutions.”

Working out household logistics isn’t a problem, she said. “I’m in on the big decisions. But there can’t be two housewives. My daughter-in-law is in charge--this is her home.”

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