Stranger Than Most

As some of you already know, my beloved father is in failing health. For the last two weeks he’s been in a hospice house. Staying there with him has certainly been an education in how people deal with death and dying.

First of all, this place is a palace compared to many nursing homes. My Dad gets a big private room with a bay window and a fold-out couch for his wife to sleep on overnight. Housekeeping comes in daily to sweep, mop, dust and do up the bathroom. The nurses are never more than a buzz away.

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