watchful eye and wished she wouldn't ask so many questions about what was going on in my life. Of course, now I realize she was just being a concerned parent.
As you can see, my mother taught us old-fashioned values, was always there for us, and did her best to raise my brother and me to become responsible adults.
The largest amount of personal growth in my mother's life occurred after my father had a stroke. I think it was then that she realized how much inner strength she had, as that strength certainly was put to the test. She was 80 years old and cared for my father in their home, with little outside assistance, for several years, until it became too much for her and he went to a nursing home. She moved him entirely by herself from the bed to the wheelchair and back to the bed again. She helped him perform his rehabilitation therapy, assisted the nurses who would come in for a few hours, cooked well-balanced meals every day, changed the bedding and washed several loads of heavy laundry every day. All this she did while she was in her 80's. Until recent months, my mother never had any major health problems that sometimes afflict us as we age.
After my father passed away, my mother moved to Langdon Place in Dover. It was there, that she experienced a tremendous amount of personal growth and was able to enjoy some of the best years of her life.
My mother always put her own needs last in order to see that the needs were met of others in her family. During the past few years, with the help of some of the wonderful friends she made at Langdon Place, she was finally able to learn to relax and let go, and not to worry so much about the things she could not change or control. She learned to enjoy herself, and to live in the present instead of worrying about the future or being stuck in the past.
She made many wonderful friends at Langdon Place, whom she really loved. She especially loved the get-togethers and activities such as bingo and trivial pursuit. I noticed a big change in her personality while she was at Langdon Place, and she seemed to exhibit a much more positive outlook on life than I remember her having previously. Both my brother and I are extremely proud of her and of the tremendous personal growth she experienced in just those few short years.
Most of you knew Ann as a friend who always took the time to listen when you needed to talk to somebody, and how she would always sympathize with you and try to comfort you and cheer you up if you were feeling depressed. Up until the last couple of months, her mind was sharp and she won quite a few bingo games and knew most of the answers in trivial pursuit. She always was an avid reader and