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What is Meghan Markle's mom like in person?Every so often a question comes around that’s seems so innocent, but the answers it elicits are anything but innocent. Two of the other answers to this one break all the rules of decency. These other answers perpetuate one of the biggest disgusting lies and deliberate character assassinations out there and the others who answered the question know its a disgusting lie and deliberate character assassination. I came to share the truth and do my part to stop the bullying that was encouraged by the question.Meghan, the Duchess of Sussex seems to have a target on her back as well as anyone associated with her, even her own mother. The biggest lie being told is that Doria Ragland spent time in prison, which is, of course, pure fiction.Since none of us have ever met her it’s hard to say what she’s like in person. There hasn’t been much information out there about her so we know that she’s a very private person. The only thing we can do is express an opinion based on what we have seen.When she met Meghan’s father, Doria was working as a make-up artist in Hollywood on the set of the soap opera General Hospital. She must have been good at it and got along with the actors and actresses and her co-workers because it’s expensive to live in California and she was living there on her own.She owned a travel agency sometime after she stopped working as a make-up artist and after Meghan was born. Doria and Thomas Markle divorced when their daughter was six years old. When Meghan was 11, Thomas won the California lottery and he and Doria decided to send Meghan to a private Catholic school for a better education. The school they chose was closer to Thomas so Meghan lived with him during the week, but he drove her to her mother’s house so they could eat dinner together as a family.It is at this time that some people say that Doria was in prison and not part of her daughter’s life. This is not true and is based on one website called “News Royals, History and Modernity of World Monarchies.” It seems to exist only for this one, two part article that is supposedly about the life of Doria Ragland, but it is all unsubstantiated rumor with no basis in fact. According to the Facebook page for this website it was started by a Russian who was trying to improve their English. The rumors in this two part hatchet job on Doria’s character can not be corroborated anywhere else. This article, states that when Meghan was between the ages of 11 and 18, Doria was serving time in prison for fraud, and not in her daughter’s life. This is not true. There was never a time when Doria was not part of Meghan’s life. At the time Meghan was in high school and living with her father during the week, she was living with her mother on the weekends and school holidays. Even though they were divorced Meghan’s parents co-parented her.There are some people who are so convinced that Doria and Meghan are such horrible people that Doria violated her fictitious parole and is back in prison, but she has never been in prison or on parole. Meghan would have been vetted and investigated to the measurement of her back molars if she was planning to marry the son of the Prince of Wales. The Palace would have left no stone unturned and if anything was out of place the wedding would have been called off. Obviously the wedding went through and Doria charmed The Queen and Prince Charles. Doria went to college and earned her license as a social worker and that would not have happened if she had a prison record. Then there is this. Meghan Markle's mother takes over as boss of care homes firm. Doria has been made CEO of a chain of adult care homes. The Daily Mail investigated and reported the news on September 27, 2020 and several other, reputable, news organizations picked it up as well. Nothing negative has ever been factually reported about Doria Ragland or her daughter. I can only conclude from what I see and read that Doria Ragland is a very nice person.Meghan Markle's mum Doria Ragland takes over as boss of elderly care homes firmMeghan Markle’s mother to become the new head of aged care chain - The Weekly SOURCEMeghan Markle's yoga-teaching mother Doria Ragland, 64, takes over as boss of elderly care homes firm | News BreakThe story of Doria Ragland, Meghan Markle's mother ⋆ ♕News RoyalsThe story of Doria Ragland, part 2 ⋆ ♕News Royalsnewsroyals.com whois lookup - who.isDoria Ragland - Wikipedia

The story about the cluttered house brought back memories of the time we cleared out my inlaws house after my mother in law moved into a care home.She was truly the sweetest person I had ever met, but had been suffering from dementia at least since the age of 60, which was when I first met my future husband.When her partner, who was much older, was still alive he would keep track of everything, while she performed small tasks. When my father in law died and she lived alone in the appartment however things went down hill.Anyway. The 4 of us (my husband, his brother, a friend of his and me) cleared out the quite cluttered house.The two brothers divided the few valuable things and things of sentimental value we found, along the way.My brother in law got the car, a fairly old but well maintained opel kadett, since my husband does not have a drivers license and we own a car anyway. I guess this was the single most valuable possesion we found.We came across boxes full of soap. When she went shopping she always bought a few bars of soap, having no memory of how many she already had at home. I assume this had something to do with the time she had in an internment camp as a child during ww2, where, I can imagine, a bar of soap must have been a valued commodity.I have been taking showers using her soap (the 2 brothers do not use bars of soap, so I got them) for at least 10 years afterwards.We got a collection of dia’s, pictures, film, audio recordings, a large picture showing sawahs in the Dutch east Indies (from where they had moved to the Netherlands after decolonisation) and some more items of sentimental value to my husband.Furniture was sold to a friend who owns a secondhand shop.We found some juwellery, which we guarded, and after she died some 8 years later I had tracked down the daughter of their sister, who had been placed in foster care as a child and who had since died. So the 3 of us went to my husband’s niece with the juwellery. They all picked out 2 pieces, testored family ties. We sold the rest of the jewelry and put the proceeds in my mother in laws bank account.I do not know who was the executioner in all this, but that did not really matter. My husband and his brother get along great.With my mother in law not being able to take care of her life and in a care home, the tasks were divided. My brother in law formally took responsibility for all matters concerning her health and care and my husband and I took care of her finances. As was to be expected the brothers kept in close contact whenever decisions had to be made.So I made a spreadsheet where the only thing my husband had to do was fill out the date, amount and kind of in and outgoings and the spreadsheet took care of the rest. The most important part of the output was producing an annual statement for the court to show we were taking good care of her finances. I even contacted the court to enquire whether I had to use their model report or if I could my own layout, which was excepted.Now let’s see how things went on my side if the family.When a few years after my own mother died my father decided to sell the house, he had divided up the stuff that belonged to us, 5 kids, individually and had made 5 nice little piles of stuff in the living room. He invited us, we sat on simple folding chairs (he had given the furniture away to charity) and we talked for hours about the house and our growing up there, mum, memories etc.Things that could not be ascribed to any one of us individually were peacefully divided.Things that my dad did not want to take with him (he was moving in with his new partner) he intended to divide evenly among us kids. My mother had, among other things, a small coin collection and a closet full of board games, so we each got a few coins and a some board games.Now, I do not care for boardgames but I am a bit of a coin collector, with my sisters this was the opposite, so we started “trading” things. I got their coins and they got my board games and other stuff I did not care for. All in good peace, no one got greedy.When my mum had died a few years earlier we, the kids, could have forced my dad to pay out to us our part of her inheritance, in which case he would have been forced to sell the house. Btw Dutch law has changed since then, so now the kids cannot kick a surviving spouse out of the jointly owned house. In cases like this children now get a kind of IOU for their share of the inheritance.We all agreed it was my dad’s decision when to sell up. As far as us kids were concerned he could live in the house rentfree for as long as he wanted.My dad in return promised us that, when he would sell the house he would pay out to us kids our part of my mums half of the house. Which he promptly did. Since the house was owned outright, even 1/12 of the value of the house came to a nice sum for each of us.My brother bought a nice new car, I treated the my husband and myself to a holiday in Italy and my husband to a nice gold necklace and paid off some of the mortgage on the house my husband and I had bought 2 years earlier.Later on a dispute broke out between one of my sisters and my sister in law over some of my mums juwellery.The family was divided, refused to speak to eachother, I got on well with all sides, having no material interest and refusing to take sides and after a few years the two factions started talking again. I guess peace talks must have started at one of my birthday parties, for which I specifically always invited everyone.Things were resolved long ago, I never knew how, but do I care not knowing ? Not really. I felt a bit like Switzerland, facilitating the peace talks, but not actively participating.My dad died 2 years ago in a care home. We decided not to try to get our share of what was left of our inheritance from his partner. That cannot have been much anyway, we had always encouraged my dad to spend it while he still could. So he had bought a nice campervan and spent much of the following years on holiday abroad with his new partner. He had always loved driving anyway. It was his money after all in our view, not ours, that he had been working hard for all his life. My dad’s new wife is quite poor and we are all well off so we decided not to play a game of reverse Robin Hood on her, even though she had been horrible to us, well not to me, one good telling her off solved that problem.

See this answer: Jae Starr's answer to Why do more people put their parents in nursing homes even though the elderly don’t want that?I don't like it either, but sometimes, no, you can't care for your elderly loved one yourself at home- even with professional help. Not unless you're wealthy enough to hire 'round the clock certified and licensed caregivers and nurses.Sometimes you could take care of your elderly loved ones at home- if you, yourself, were healthy enough. Or had the room. Or had the patience. Or didn't already work two jobs just to keep food on the table. Different people have different circumstances.ALFs (Assisted Living Facilities) usually have a bit better care than SNFs (Skilled Nursing Facilities), although it depends upon the ALF; usually larger, posher ALFs have far better care than the smaller, more "homelike" ALFs often called "Adult Family Care Homes". These latter can be hell holes operated on such a shoe-string budget there's one caregiver for 12 people and that caregiver not only toilets and passes medications, s/he is also responsible for all cooking, cleaning, laundry, bathing and documentation. And s/he doesn't even have to be certified. A 3 hour class on dignity issues and Resident Rights will do. They're horrible places where the Residents are gotten up according to the caregiver's schedule, fed, and then left to their own, very limited, devices, until the next meal. "Here's your pills" may be the most the caregiver even says to any one Resident for days on end- that's it.SNFs are so heavily regulated they've become nightmares of bureaucracy and meetings with minimal floor staff as the biggest chunk of the labor budget is put into two piles: Management staff (department heads) to meet compliance regulations, and Marketing/Admissions to keep butts in beds. It's ALL about the money- every single penny- the facility from which I have recently resigned** has a current census of 63 and they have scheduled FIVE (count them, 5) CNAs on each floor; do the math, that's 12 Residents/Patients per CNA, about half of them in Medicare for therapy, fractured hips, pneumonia, status post crisis stage of septicemia- all weak, usually delusional, high fall risk, unable to do for themselves which is why they have been sent for therapy! Twelve of 'em each. At night, the ten to six shift, it's down to 4 CNAs, because, well, everyone is sleeping, right? Ummmm- yeah, but you still have to toilet or change, and reposition those who cannot themselves, every two hours, plus do all your "other duties as required" which means clean up after day and evening shift- it's a nightmare.But, if your loved one needs skilled care, if you haven't the time or room, if you can't keep your loved one safe, yourself, then a SNF is your only alternative.But, we would do best as a nation if we reined in the profits the large "health care" corporations are making off the backs of these Patients, Residents and staff. And believe me, they are large; just look at a few of these companies' investor pages to see the kind of profits about which I'm talking.**Yeah- I walked. I had a highly detailed letter of resignation all typed up, all my reasons, and when push came to put it on his desk, I said screw it, it doesn't matter anyway, and typed up another: "For personal reasons, I am resigning my position; my last day is ___. Sincerely, J Starr" Screw it- I'm sick and tired of having to apologize to Patients, Residents and family members because we've failed yet again to provide appropriate care, reporting it to the DNS or Administrator, and having the problem be ignored, or having the solution be yet another audit or round I and my fellow managers have to do- and then get reprimanded when my own duties fall by the wayside. I did the math- after all the meetings, audits, rounds and extra duties, I have 6 hours a week to do my own job. My labor budget was cut again this year- CUT! Three years ago, my department was 3 full time people; this year, it is 1.15 people. I'm supposed to find some minimum wage person who is anxious to work 12 hours a week! No no no. I'm done.Wanna know the best part? Once I put my letter of resignation in, 3 other managers followed suit, and two more are actively seeking other employment. I feel like a fireman dangling from a hand: "If you go, we all go."