Throughout the summer, I visited a variety of health care facilities which included hospitals and nursing homes. It is evident that they make it a priority to create some kind of welcoming atmosphere for all who enter the doors. Many use soft, wordless music in the background. Others choose a certain color palette. Sometimes certain lighting is utilized. But out of all of the techniques, my ultimate favorite is the atrium at Royal Park.
Because my parents lived on the other end of Royal Park, I don’t think they ever spent time together in the atrium, but I wished they had! Large green foliage, waterfalls, and an enormous skylight allow visitors to enjoy nature without facing inclement weather conditions. Picnic tables and small sitting areas provide places to sit and enjoy the surroundings. An added bonus is that my father’s temporary room is located very near.
This has to be the best type of therapy for anyone dealing with grief. It has to help my father. I know it will.
I am always grateful how Mitch cares for my father. 
I think a Bible verse should be etched on these bricks. 
Corey and my father played a game of checkers in the atrium. 
A Journey Worth Remembering 