There’s a Serial Killer Named COVID and It Snuffed My Mothers Life Out
The isolation and loneliness made her give up
My Mom was pretty lively for her age. She lived in an Assisted Living community called Ravenwood until she passed away at 90. She was there for 5 years. Although at first it was very difficult for her to leave her home of 62 years, she slowly adjusted. They had activities all day long and she participated in everything. She left her room in the morning and never came back until after bingo at night. They loved her there.
My sister, my daughter, and I shared seeing her every day. One of us would always check in on her. My daughter called bingo there one night a week which was a big deal to my mom. She could brag about her granddaughter volunteering and what a good girl she was.
My mom had always been very active. She played cards, socialized, and had several friends. Sadly, after a couple of fender benders we had to stop her driving.
One of her favorite outings was going on “dog runs” with my daughter who volunteered to help transport rescue dogs to new homes. My mom would hold the dogs on her lap if they were small enough. It gave her such joy.
