When I got home this afternoon, I found a message in my inbox from my friend Rebecca; there was a video attached.
It’s of 102-year-old former chorus line dancer Alice Barker watching herself dance.
In the video, she explains why they called her “Chicken Little” in her heyday.
I notice her lovely smile and her beautifully manicured nails as she lies in the hospital bed, and I’m grateful for others like me who believe in giving their elders as many small pleasures and moments of joy as possible on the last leg of their journey.
A voice off camera asks Alice Barker how she feels about seeing herself dance so long ago.
“Making me wish I could get out of this bed and do it all over again,” she replies.
Of course I cried. Who wouldn’t?
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