So are the days of our lives. We visited two care facilities for my dad. I had visited one additional last week. Made a selection and signed a contract. Was informed one of their current residents is in a fragile state. We saw her accommodations yesterday and she was out in the living room yesterday.
Received text message the current resident is actively dying and is expected to pass in the next couple days. I am saddened by the news. It was evident during our visit the care team and the owners loved and cared for this woman.
There was an authentic surge of emotion felt when discussing her status yesterday. I think her name was Doris. That swell of tears suppressed as quickly as the surge when it came.
Instead of being happy my dad will have a place to go I feel sadness for their loss. The care in which they interacted with and cared for Ms. Doris was evidence they have a strong connection to and care for their residents. The kindness in the way they spoke to her, how they embraced her when repositioning her for comfort, the hugs and the kiss on her head as she fell asleep in the chair yesterday.
The message received moments ago was tender and the weight of sadness palpable.
Pleased to have found a place where my dad will live in an environment where the people and owners are genuinely kind, caring and compassionate.
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