How do you tell someone you love that he must now live in a place where others will decide what he eats and when he bathes? How do you help someone understand that she'll never again plan a meal, tidy a room or do her laundry? How do you say this, then get back in your car and drive away?
Long-distance caregivers face these questions every day. When I helped move my increasingly vulnerable parents from an independent care cottage to their new "home" — an assisted nursing unit seven hours away from me — I had no answers to these questions.
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