Wow. You see the hospice social worker, your Mom, and your brother. They're all together at your Mom's kitchen table. (Now you are, too. Sort of! You can almost reach out and touch that familiar tablecloth.)
You meet another person who's joined in from their office.
You ask questions and get answers.
You feel reassured.
Suddenly, you know
who are caring for your Mom, not just roles or names.
It only took about 15 minutes.
And, your brother and Mom feel supported by your presence together--