Recipe for Home. Defining and Creating Home in Long-Term Care Facilities. JoAnne Coverdale. Home is a place where you are content and you have your own clean space. It is also important to be able to do what you want with your space.
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Recipe for Home
Defining and Creating Home
Long-Term Care Facilities
Home is a place where you are content and you have your own clean space.
It is also important to be able to do what you want with your space.
Home is a place that you can spend time with your family and visitors.
It is a place that you can choose where to spend your time and eat you meals.
Home is feeling free to do what you want.
Home is a place where there is unity.
It is a place where you treat others like family, the way you want to be treated.
It is a place where when we are down in the dumps, our spirit can be lifted.
Home is a place where you can get together with others and spend time doing things in enjoy each others company.
Home is a place where you can be with loved ones.
It is a place that you can go about and do what you want. Being able to go and see plays and movies.
A home is some place quiet with privacy, where I am able to do as I please.
A home is a place that is my own secure little haven.
Home is a quiet place with a radio and a television.
It is a place where no one bothers you.
My home is where I use to live. I had a trailer in a trailer park as my home.
It is a place where you are happy.
Home is a place where I can be with my children.
Home means happiness.
It is a place that makes you happy.
Home is a place where I feel comfortable.
It is a place where there is family and home cooked meal.
When I think of home, I think of my mother.
I think of our family dinners and home cooking.
My husband and I had a nice home.
Home is a place to go and stay.
My home is a farm in Cheswold.
Home is in Liberia.
But all of my children are here in America now with me.
Not here, but somewhere else with a kitchen, living room, and bathroom.
I had an apartment with those things.
Home is a family with a father, a mother, and children.
A home should always be neat and tidy.
Where a mother and her daughter cook good food together and at the end of the work day the family sits and talks together.
Home is where family members spend time together.
My husband and I had a favorite pond where we would often take our children swimming.
I lived at home with my Mom and my three sisters.
My mother taught us how to be responsible and independent so that when I graduated I was able to go out and work.
Home means everything to me.
My parents were wonderful role models.
As an adult I patterned my home after my parents with mom in the kitchen and dad and my brother working with the horses on the farm.
It was a really good life. Mom and Dad used to sit on the porch in their rocking chairs. They were good, Christian, church-going people that brought us up right.
I have two grandkids and to me home is wherever they are.
My husband is my sidekick.
We see them and talk with them everyday.
They always make me smile!
Home means warmth!
My home was in the farm belt where I raised donkeys and beef.
My favorite memory is sleigh riding in the snow as a kid in New York.
When I think of home, I think of my childhood.
My home was a three room apartment. Someone came in and cooked me breakfast and cleaned up the apartment.
I liked it there. I had meals brought in. My son would visit me and bring extra food. I was getting along pretty good there.
Home to me is my own home.
It was wonderful.
It felt very comfortable there.
My in-laws were there and they helped us take care of things.
Home is the place where you want to be.
- A good joke.
-A warm blanket.
-A cold beer.
-A bowl of tomato soup with Grilled Cheese.
-A breath of fresh air.
-A warm smile.
-A home run
-A dry sock
-A warm puppy (thanks Chuck)
A building of many stories that transcends
my memories filled with children, parents
and love gifted from God above.
Comfort, security and peace we find in our
short lives lease. Good food and Sunday
dinners found for all the worlds saints and
Laughter ringing through the halls, I can
still hear my Mother's calls. Father's
baritone voice that rings, our Home is where
the angels sing!
LIS FOR ALL THE LOVE THAT IS GIVEN TO US.
C IS FOR THE CONCERN OF EVERYONE IN OUR HOME A WAY FROM HOME.
L IS FOR THE LOVELY BUILDING AND ITS SURROUNDINGS.
PIS FOR THE PLEASANT AND CARING STAFF WE HAVE.
ADD THESE ALL TOGETHER AND MIX ONE BY
ONE AND THIS MAKES A LOVING HOME TO
HAVE FOREVER AND EVER.
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