For years, I was Bonnie’s caregiver at home, cooking for her, checking on her, and doing everything I could to keep her independent. But after two falls in just two weeks, I knew we had reached a turning point. Bonnie was 90, and she made the brave decision herself: she wanted to go somewhere where she could get stronger through physical therapy.I’ll never forget how warmly Heritage Rehabilitation and Care welcomed her, even though it was late in the afternoon. Claire, the administrator, and the team stayed after hours to make sure Bonnie had a place to go. That night, she told us, “They are treating me like a queen.”Bonnie lived on the Willow Way wing, and I went every single day to visit. We were more than in-laws, we were best friends for over 60 years. The staff, especially Deb and Stacy, were outstanding. Whether it was the nurses, the aides, the laundry staff, or the dietary team, everyone treated Bonnie and me with kindness and respect. The Heritage staff honored who she was and what made her happy.In every way, Heritage gave us both peace of mind. If I ever had to go into a facility myself, I wouldn’t hesitate to choose them.