
In Dad's last few weeks, he fretted that he was not able to plant the garden that he had kept for more than 30 years. Though, he really didn't need to do this because he gave most of the vegetables away. It was his routine and he felt compelled to do it. When an Alzheimer's patient gets something in their mind, there is no getting it out. My sister couldn't do it and care for him so Hospice gathered up their volunteers and planted Dad's garden. This picture shows Dad sitting on the patio and the volunteers gathered around him when the garden was finished. As it states, below the picture, he passed away three weeks later.
There are not enough words to express how my sister and I feel about these people. They were always caring, compassionate, professional, concerned, and yes even loving. They were and will remain extended family members.
The kit is "Summer" by Angelscrapper.
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