“What’s going to happen to me?”, asked the 84 year-old woman upon hearing sad news. Her oldest child, who had been a pillar of strength since her stroke five years ago, was moving away.  “Who’s going to take care of me?”, she worried.  Marian was living in a nursing home ever since she survived a debilitating stroke to her entire left side during the holiday season of 2009.  Because she was living alone at the time and had just hung up the phone from a conversation with her grandson, no one became alarmed when they hadn’t heard from her for awhile. They were accustomed to her self-sufficiency between trips to the market, feeding the birds, and exercising walks.  Oh sure, everyone tried to convince her she needed an answering machine, but she refused.  When the stroke hit her, she crumbled to the floor in fear and laid there for hours before being discovered.  As darkness turned to light, and returned again to dusk, all Marian could do was pray.