I’ve known my wife’s Mom, Joan, for 40 years and we would take her on trips every Summer. These trips stopped when she moved into Assisted Living due to health issues. Last July my wife and I moved her our of her facility in New York and to our home in Wisconsin. She enjoyed sitting on the deck in the sun and not being in a elder home under COVID lock-down. We danced, laughed and cared for her until we needed to engage Hospice care late last year. Joan passed away last month but knowing that her quality of life at her end of life was loving, brought a certain peace for all of us. It was time well spent. God bless you Joan.
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