I hope you print this letter as a service to your readers who might need it someday.
My mother needed to go to Nelson’s Golden Years Personal Care Home in November and then needed to move to their hospice in April.
I could write a book about their kindness and love. Yes, I said love.
I lost count of the many people who work there (from the owner Kathy to the lady who does laundry third shift) who came to sit with, hug and kiss my mom goodbye.
I don’t want to name names because I am afraid I would miss someone.
This is a blessed place to move from this world to the next.