The Unexpected Friend Who Brought Light Back Into Dorothy’s Life
Dorothy Mitchell was 87 and had lived in apartment 4B for over forty years, surrounded by memories of her late husband and the life they built together. Her health had slowly declined, and the loneliness that filled her days was often heavier than her physical struggles. The home care nurses assigned to her changed frequently, never staying long enough to truly understand her. From my apartment across the hall, I often saw her leave her door slightly open, hoping to feel less alone.