"I like it already," the lady mumbled, stepping just inside New Hope's front door. "I hope we can get some help here."
"I'm sorry," the receptionist said, "but I didn't catch what you said."
"I like it already. The grounds and the gardens are so well kept. The entire layout around this beautiful home fits. When I saw the sign, New Hope Care Center, and the dove on top, I felt a surge go through me. It reminded me of the dove sent out from the ark and God's promise in the rainbow. And I remember that He promises us that we will not have more than we can carry, although, sometimes, like this with Connie, it seems to be more than we can carry. But that surge whispers a possibility of hope. New Hope here in this beautiful place."
Dr. Petersen asked, "Where is Connie at present? What is her condition?"
"At our home. We have full-time round-the-clock nurses to care for her. Doctors come to the house. Her spirit is broken. She is in and out of awareness. Sometimes she just stares ahead. At times, she screams the same things she did at the hospital. The doctors told us she lost the baby. We haven't told her that yet. Treatments, doctor comments, medications are recorded in her file as well as their prognosis. No apparent possibility for improvement," she whispered.
"There's always hope," Doreen said. "Believe me, I know. There is always hope."
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