The room looks familiar but it is not your home.
What would it be like to have a person bathe and dress you when you do not know who they are?
When you were always a very private. modest person and now must be naked with strangers.
What would it be like to spend your days with others who know even less than you?
Scanning each person who walks into the room to see if you might, possibly recognize them.
What would it be like to not be able to see well enough to read or find items in your own room?
When you had carefully organized things and had a spotless home for years.
What would it be like to not know if someone would be kind to you?
Especially when you are tiny and not even one hundred pounds.
What would it be like-all these things?
Well, they are my momma’s world now. I cannot imagine what it would be like. How brave she is, how brave she must be.