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.”
“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.