And Then the Math Comes

What every spousal caregiver needs to know before the system puts a number on your home

I used to stand, in the middle of the living room, which also happened to be the exact center of the house. I could see the rooms, the dining room to my right, the kitchen in front of me, and our bedroom behind. The sun was usually shining — this is Florida — and I could witness the brilliance of the blue sky through the windows. This house was the firs…