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God Bless Good Caregivers

It sure is hard to lose good caregivers! They become friends and even family. They spend quality time with me, showing me kindness, patience, and love. And I drink it in, fill up my heart, and they become a part of my soul. Is there any greater love? Really?

Tonight is my last night my "bestie" caregiver, Brittney. I cried the instant I heard. Some how it feels like losing a daughter. I felt so connected to her, like a close family member. But, like a daughter, she must leave the nest and go forth in the word. I can only wish her well and pray that all the best in the world comes to her.

I can't help but reflect on other wonderful caregivers who touched my heart and left a gentle imprint on my soul before they moved beyond my reach. Assan, Kellie, James, Hattie, and now, Brittney. From Life Care Center of Federal Way, there was Kiley, Lynda, Ruth, Andra, Cecelia, Priscilla, Brenda, Mama Sue, Nicole, Kori, Diane, Pam, and others. Before that was John, Judy, Marcie, Carol, and I'm ashamed to admit I've forgotten some names but not their impact.
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