Thanksgiving
“Today is Thanksgiving,” I tell Bea this morning. “What are you thankful for?”
Her mouth curves down in a proud smile: “You!”
As for me, I am thankful for our hospice health aide. Lisa’s compassion brightens Bea’s final days.
Sven and I moved back to the USA from Europe in 1997 to care for my elderly parents. I’m grateful for the opportunity to help two people I love end their lives with dignity in familiar surroundings. My dad passed in 1999 at 97. This blog is about caring for my mother, Beatrice, known to everyone except my dad as simply "Bea."
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