After 7 years with my aunt in our home, and spending part of Thanksgiving in the ER, and all of us sick for Christmas, I asked God for help (again) and immediately got the understanding that I was right where I was supposed to be. I may not know why, but there was a reason. She lived another 3 months, and we became aquainted with the world of hospital 'observation', actual admission, of rehabs and Nursing Homes, as well as Memory Care. Wow! Some friends and family helped, and once she was in MC she (and we) were much happier. I am finally feeling well enough to be able to see some of the blessings that came from taking care of a woman my hubby and I loved.