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Communal reflects my experience living near my parents as both a daughter and caregiver. During the pandemic, I visited often but carefully avoided contact, leaving groceries or supplies at their doorstep to protect my mother’s health. Later, when we became next-door neighbors, that distance shifted into renewed connection. There was a quiet comfort in simply being close by, knowing that if my mother needed help—or just a familiar face—I was there.