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Slices of Life: Finally finding peace in Mom going home
Nearly a decade ago, my 80-year-old dad sensed quiet and a lack of activity upstairs and felt a worried edginess creep under his skin. He headed up the stairs and was halfway toward the top when the doorbell rang. Standing outside were his neighbor and my mom.