mom’s 2012 irish medley

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Flashback March 15, 2012: The Georgeville Neighbours’ Lunch was held (probably still is) the third Thursday of every month starting in late fall and running through to early spring. Mom usually went with her long-time friend Margery, who picked Mom up on her way to the event. Margery was a good friend to Mom. Good friends often become fewer and farther between for people who live with dementia.

When our angel Caroline joined Mom and I, she and Mom went to the Neighbours’ Lunches together. Sometimes I tagged along. The March 2012 lunch was on the 15th, two days before St. Patrick’s Day. Caroline helped Mom get “dolled up” in her best festive green gear, and before they left for the lunch Mom treated us to an impromptu concert in the living room. She didn’t remember all the words to the tunes, but that didn’t matter. It was such a joyful time. Mom sang beautifully and hammed it up, Caroline laughed so hard her cheeks hurt, and I captured what I could on my iPhone. (I’m so grateful for technology.)

By March 2012, Mom had lost her driver’s licence (the spring before), and she needed someone (either Caroline or I) to be with her all the time. She hadn’t been able to cook for herself, with the exception of making toast and tea, for more than a year. Nevertheless, she was still fully engaged with life and the people around her. In the video, you’ll see a puzzle on the table in the background, it’s a big-pieces jigsaw puzzle of Canada. We must have completed that puzzle 25 times during our last year together in her own home. Even Pia, Mom’s long-haired grey cat, got in the act.

I wish I could sing like Mom did. She knew hundreds of songs, a few of which I learned from her during her last years. She and I sang up until a couple of days before she died. Music saved our sanity; it also brought us both happiness and healing. I hope you enjoy this Irish medley as much now as we did in 2012. And oh yeah, Happy St. Patrick’s Day 🙂

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  2. I love this posting, and I would like to hold onto this and post it on the Edith Ellen Foundation on the 17th March St Patrick’s Day as a tribute not just to all the Irish people, but because as it was said in this video, your Mum is sings it from the heart on behalf of so many other people. My father-in-law Ernest was not Irish but was always know as “Danny”, because as a soldier he was always humming or singing this song. I had the privilege to look after him for over 20 years, and he told me many stories about his time as a Red Cap (a Military Policemen), and I learnt that he was one of Europe’s first Peace Keepers. When WW2 was finishing, he joined up with the Russian Army and German Police to patrol the streets of Berlin. We managed to find pictures of him that had been posted in the Army Magazine of the day, and it showed him with his colleagues and his jeep. Later when he died, we were told that he spoke to one of his Carer’s in her native language-German. So he may well have spoken Russian as well. So a Happy St Paddy’s Day Susan from me Too. Lovely memoriesXx

    • Thanks Kate, and yes I will also posted on Facebook closer to St. Patrick’s Day.

      And thanks so much for sharing the story about your father-in-law – it brought tears to my eyes.

      Happy St. Patrick’s Day to you too <3

  3. Awww…kind of makes your heart hurt, doesn’t it? How wonderful to have captured these precious few moments of clarity during the season of dementia.
    Your mom must have been quite a character in her day!
    Happy St. Paddy’s Day to you, Susan. xo Diana

    • Yes it does. And yes I’m so glad to have captured all of these magic moments. And absolutely yes! my mom surely was a character who love to sing, dance, and have fun. She was the life of the party wherever she went <3 I bet she's keeping them hopping wherever she is 🙂

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