I think I understood that they were aging in an abstract way, the way you understand something that hasn't arrived yet. Being there is different. It's the bin that needs taking out and the doctor's appointment and the way my mum holds the bannister now going upstairs. None of that was in the phone calls.
I would never have left on my own. I was too settled, too used to the routine, the coffee order, all of it. Sometimes being pushed is the only way you go anywhere. I think. I am not totally sure that is true.
The 'not a language person' thing was just an excuse I'd never actually tested. I'd run it as though it were a conclusion when it was really just a hypothesis I'd refused to test properly. I think I do this with other things too. I'm trying to be more careful about which beliefs I've actually tested and which ones I'm just carrying around because they're convenient.
I still think the job was the right call financially. It probably was. But I did not account for how long it takes to rebuild the kind of support you do not even notice you have until it is gone. I had it on the spreadsheet as a transition cost and I put a low number in. Years, not months. I should have put a much higher number in.