Dorothy has called me a few times over the past week, and she is very sad because she is worried she will not be coming home for Christmas. Oh my gosh! How awful it is for all of the folks “stuck” in limbo with this Covid disaster. The sadness and sorrow they have felt the last nine months, unable to get out and spend any time with family or friends. Unable to get a human hug- or a kiss or butterfly kisses. Ouch! Sucks!
This will be the first year in decades that we have not spend Christmas together. I know – there are millions of people in the same situation. And it is going to be tough.
My biggest decision is what to get her for Christmas. What does she need? Nothing! Want? Nothing. She is at the time in her life where less is more- less stuff to deal with, less options for dressing, less of everything.
I think what I’m going to do is find a few old photos of her granny& pappy and frame it. I will also find a photo of her and her sister and frame it too. These photos are I black and white- and that is where her mind is these days- back in time- back in black and white. I always wondered what the colors of their clothes were. (-:
Reminds me of “In Color” Jamey Johnson
Love & Light,
Cheryl Doreen
Dorothy's Dementia 