Saturday, February 12, 2011

Funny Girl Special

Sam and Simmy put together a picnic dinner, complete with pink dishes and headed to 'View of the Oaks' to share a happy Valentine's meal with Mama Chaste.
As Simmy set the table, Sam went to fetch her.
'... just to create fantasy for a moment... so she can forget... for a time... that she is old and that she now lives in a personal care home... just for a time...' 
The microwave was in the next room so as soon as Sam and his Mama were back... Simmy went to heat the homemade soup. The television was blaring with news of Egypt and the scene was one of jubilation. It was an end to a regime with Mubarak as leader.
In this room, far away from that revolution, sixty year old children were having dinner with eighty year old parents. Nobody seemed jubilant.
Other than the television, the microwave was the loudest noise in the room.
... back in the 'fireplace lounge'...
Sam whispered in Simmy's ear... "That man," Sam nodded his head to another 80 year old resident, "came over to the table and stopped and stared at it with great interest. His son," Sam nodded to a younger man who was playing 'Spider' on the computer, "told him, 'Dad, that's not for you.'"
Immediately, Simmy felt badly. How does one include everyone when you're trying to do something special for someone.
Mama Chaste really enjoyed her dinner but Simmy was distracted by the elderly gentleman who seemed to be struggling with dementia... in and out of reality he seemed to drift...
When Simmy looked over at him, he immediately locked eyes with her. Not wishing to be rude, Simmy met his challenging eyes with respect and didn't look away.
He held her gaze for a few seconds and then said, "Hmph, you're a funny girl."
Sam looked at Simmy with a muffled snort and grin.
Simmy decided to receive the words as a compliment. Why not?
"Would you like more soup?" Simmy asked Mama Chaste.
"No, I'm going to have valentines," she said with perfect clarity.
Simmy was very glad that she had brought the whole cookie sheet of cookies.
She filled a plate and asked 'Spider' son if she could offer some cookies to his Dad.
"Yes. Sure," he got up from his chair at the computer and took the plate from Simmy.
'Maybe he'll be happy to see Funny Girl next time,' Simmy peeked over to see if the old man liked the cookie.
He ate a cookie with the finesse of a cultured gentleman and, in that moment, Simmy glimpsed the man he used to be.

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