I’m the only one who looks after my mom, Joyce, 79. After a bad fall, I made the hardest decision of my life.
I placed her in a nursing home because I was terrified she’d get hurt again when I was at work.
But I never abandoned her. Every weekend, I’d visit with fresh muffins, paint her nails, and decorate her room with photos.
But last Saturday, I walked in with banana bread and a cardigan—and the receptionist blinked.
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