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LETTER FROM A HOME

Senior living is starting to look like millennial living

On the day we moved my mother into an assisted-living facility, the only reason I was able to tell her that she would see her home again was because I honestly believed it.

Over breakfast that morning, as she made her ritual tea in her own kitchen, she looked at the boxes and suitcases my sister and I had packed and repeatedly sought reassurance about our plans. “But I’ll be coming back eventually, right?” she asked.

“I hope so,” I told her, careful not to overpromise. “That’s the plan,” I said the next time she asked.