Once again the nursing home has become a possibility. I don’t look forward to it or dread it. It is something that will simply happen or it will not. I just wonder what it will feel like if it were to happen. I am too numb at the moment to wrap my head around the magnitude of it. What will it be like to walk away from that place knowing I’m going home to a place she will never see again. The house she helped build with her own hand isn’t her home anymore.