When my mom went into the care facility (she had dementia), I began writing to her on Sundays so she'd get the letter mid-week and then I'd visit on Saturday mornings.
Even when she could no longer truly read or comprehend, the folks at the care facility would hand her her 1 piece of mail that she'd clutch on to.
I don't know what she "read", but I know she knew she was alive, remembered, and loved.
Glad the seed catalogues do the trick!
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D.L. AndersonApril 14, 2021
When my mom went into the care facility (she had dementia), I began writing to her on Sundays so she'd get the letter mid-week and then I'd visit on Saturday mornings. Even when she could no longer truly read or comprehend, the folks at the care facility would hand her her 1 piece of mail that she'd clutch on to. I don't know what she "read", but I know she knew she was alive, remembered, and loved. Glad the seed catalogues do the trick!
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