Here Comes Santa Claus

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I already shared one holiday post Ho, Ho, Jo Ho, but I have so much material I decided to share again.

This happened last year as we were leaving the mall area. With a twinkle in his eye, and a flick of his cigarette, a love interest was born.

“Look! I waved at him and he waved back at me. He’s smiling. I think he likes me.”

“Who?”

“That guy over there.”

“Oh, he probably just left his shift at the mall. I think he’s just being nice, Gran.”

Still fixated on Santa. “Boy, I should’ve blew him a kiss like this,” she says and blows an air kiss. “He would’ve really liked that.”

This is a friendly reminder that people with dementia still crave companionship; you just never know where they might find it.

Merry Christmas, from Gran and me to you.

 

 

 

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Not everyone loves Christmas, but some people are quite against it because of extra lights. And because they believe they’re a Jehovah’s Witness.

“I’m a Jo Ho.”

“That’s not a nice way to refer to Jehovah’s Witnesses. Besides, you own a Christmas tree. I’m not buying it.”

“They got the right idea about Christmas,” she chimes then walks away singing a song she just made up, “….I don’t celebrate Christmas…because I’m a Jo Ho.”

Other times you’ll catch her singing “Frosty the Snowman” or “White Christmas” without prompting. And of course, she’ll enjoy opening her gifts on Christmas Day. Then eventually she’ll look up at our twelve-foot tree with her eyes wide and say, “Boy, that’s a big tree. I’d unplug it if I were you.”

Christmas is a rough time of year for many people. I know that, so I try to look at the bright side of dementia. I’m fortunate and happy to still have my grandmother around, even though she forgets most of what she says. We don’t forget, for now, and that’s why I chose to  chronicle what she says and does. Any Christmas with Gran will be a memorable one.

Happy Holidays to you, for whatever you celebrate, and however. May someone leave the lights on for your occasions.

 

 

 

 

 

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