My parents are now in two nursery facilities respectively. Their return to their house is thought to be already hopeless. My wife, my daughter, her husband and I went to my parents' house for its cleaning. Opening the door, the air was damp and heavy, so first off, we opened all the windows and aired the house out. After a while working, we ordered pizzas from a nearby shop. We used my mother's favorite plates, which reminded me of my mother's healthy days. My mother turns 90 this year. I know no one can avoid aging, but I became a little sad.
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