“Dear Azalea Family, How do I start to tell you what you have meant to our family? When my siblings and I realized it was time for our dad, Frank Forth, to move to assisted living, I started a search and prayed for direction. I visited some of the nearby homes in Newnan, Peachtree City and Fayetteville. Each was nice and had pleasant people there, but I didn’t feel that it was the best place for my dad….until, …. I visited Azalea Estates. As I sat there with Myrna, I was overcome with a feeling of peace, and I just somehow knew this was where my dad was supposed to be. We moved him in on December 6, 2016. Over those next 4 years, you, our Azalea Family, helped us love him and care for him. You became an extended family for him. You patiently listened to his stories and jokes and the tunes he played on his trumpet. You allowed us to put the vinegar he loved, in a cruet on his dining table. As the years went by and his coordination wasn’t as good anymore, you lovingly cleaned up the things he spilled on the floor and on his clothes. You helped him find lost items that he had misplaced. You installed chair rails when he started banging up the walls with his chair. You helped him find Gunsmoke and football games on his television when he had forgotten how to do it. You patched him up when he hurt his hand, and picked him up when he fell. You pushed him in a wheelchair and worked on his scooter when he couldn’t figure out what was wrong with it. When the Covid-19 virus hit, you patiently, day after day, opened the window by his chair so I could visit with him. Then you scheduled porch visits and allowed his family and close friends to visit him there. Later, when the weather turned too cold for porch visits and he was under hospice, you allowed me, my brothers, and my sister to visit him in his room. When he was in his final days, I thought I would need to move him to a full time Hospice facility, but thankfully, you worked out a plan so that he could stay here in his Azalea home. During that time, you went over and above to check on him more frequently, sing to him, pray with him and let him know how much he was loved.What a blessing you all have been. He loved you very much and it was very obvious that you loved him, too!Always remember that your job here is a very special one. God has entrusted you with some of his most fragile and vulnerable souls as they live out their last years, months, weeks and days. It is not an easy job, but it is a very honorable and important one. The kindnesses you show to those God has entrusted you with, do not go unseen by our Heavenly Father and will not be forgotten.Thank you for loving our father, Frank. May God bless you always!