Another sunset in High Desert Country:
When a person first moves to a personal care home, nursing home, assisted living home, it’s inevitable that they will plead with visitors to take them home, and it’s quite understandable that visitors begin to find other ways to spend their time to avoid putting themselves through the agony of not being able to quell the angst and agitation. Me, I grow much more concerned when they stop imploring visitors to take them home, their silence indicating a deep resignation and giving-up and/or further mental erosion. I am a Southerner – a rebel through and through. Maybe that’s why I want people to pitch an outright hissy fit when they don’t like something about their lives. Do not go silently into the night, I plead. Do not roll over and become complacent or compliant. Keep that white flag in your pocket till there’s just no other choice. Keep thinking for yourself. Keep knowing what you want. Keep kicking up a ruckus. I’ll have more to say about this when I’m more rested cause this is big for me. Big, I tell you. Many thanks to my brother-in-law Donn for sending this.
She is my developmentally disabled sister-in-law, Nancy,
and I am Jeanne, the woman who flat-out loves her.
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