Two weeks ago my mother moved into a nursing home just around the corner from our house. Now I can easily walk over to see her.
We're neighbors now, I tell her. I can see your building across my backyard fence.
She smiles. Change is hard, she tells me as she tries to adjust to a new building - and to sharing a room.
I know, Mom! I always find moves hard too! But now I can walk over and drop in... and, weather permitting, take you for a walk!
(And here she is in her new dining room, ready for a stroll around the garden - seen through the window - a sweater draped around her neck.)
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