Alzheimer's class this week. Brought in a slew of pinks, reds, and florals. Together we all glued the biggest doiley onto our papers. Then each resident had a free hand to work as they pleased. Folks work at such different paces. They keep me busy.
Everyone needs a little help, each a little differently.
For some, language is tangled, but the urge to communicate shines through.
As the hour goes by, each person's style emerges.
|A quiet composition|
|Rich and symmetrical|
This person always wants a balanced composition, and edited carefully, bringing me over to help hunt for hearts that matched.
We had a few minutes left at the end of class, so I started a final card with the word "cherish" and brought it to each person to add something. The newest resident reached into a pocket and produced the blue buttons and jewels. Everyday has its suprise.