Friday, July 23, 2010

And our dance has begun.

Mom decided that 5:45 am was a good time to get up today.  Had it still been dark she would not have been so ready for today's dance.  Darn that daylight savings time!
So far her mood is good.  It's a happy dance for now.  Mornings seem to be her better time of the day.  She is at her most challenging for me to deal with in the morning and at night but her mood is generally chipper earlier in the day.

We have definitely had adventures in the morning hours.  You know, it's not always the dance that is the big deal.  Sometimes it's the outfit and the accessories that count.

When Mom first joined out home she didn't have a lot of clothes with her.  What she had she would wear all at the same time!  She also didn't have a purse.  What good woman would go to any dance without a purse to hold her lipstick, keys and a little cash?  The music that morning took us to a local "everything" store where we went in search of a purse. 
Now you must understand, Mom was married to Dad for over 50 years prior to Dad passing away and they had four sons.  Mom , understandably, has a preference for men.  We had not been in that store more than three minutes when a very nice, albeit unsuspecting, young man catches Mom's eye and asks her how she is and if she is finding everything. To Mom, this man asked her if she would like to dance with him for the rest of the day!  She held out her hand to shake his, without the poor soul even knowing she had no intention of ever letting go.  As she vigorously shook his had and squeezed tighter and tighter, the poor fellows eyes got wider and wider!  His comment was, "well, you sure are strong!".  That thrilled Shelarose to no end!  She started dragging the unsuspecting and down right frightened, sales employee with us on our mission to find a purse.  After I pried her hand from his and explained the situation to him, the "deer in headlights" look left his face and understanding dawned.  We bid him farewell and in her own way Mom thanked him for the dance.

How often do we take the time, even in our fright, to be kind to someone we don't know?  Yea, yea...I know that was this young man's job, but really...he made her day.

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I dance with Shelarose every day...feel free to join us or just sit and listen to the music for a while.