
I Went to Visit My Mother at Her Nursing Home – They Told Me She Had Checked Out a Week Earlier
When Rachel pulls into the parking lot of her mother’s nursing home, everything seems normal. The sun is just starting to dip low in the sky, casting a warm golden glow. She’s looking forward to her weekly visit — a time to spend with her mom, Joyce. Rachel has even brought a cozy cardigan and freshly baked banana bread for her. But when she walks through the doors and heads to the front desk, she’s met with a shock she never saw coming. “Hi, Denise. I’m here to see Mom,”