Well, I bounced in today singing Red Red Robin, and it was lovely how many of the residents knew this. I also waved my bum about to imitate a robin bouncing along. I know, I know, and try it with a bad hip like mine ... Yes, folks I will go for a replacement soon, obviously couldn't all the years I was looking after Keith.
Not being sure what to do for an encore, I sat with Keith who was telling me quite urgently that we needed to do a risk assessment to combat the margin of error. He took hold of my hand and asked me to help him, and of course I could. So then I sang summer nights to him, and if you don't remember this, you weren't there in the sixties!! It was Marianne Faithful and it is a beautiful song that sort of sums up that wonderful, mad era. You can hear it on u tube. Gosh she was so beautiful. It was playing all the time in our first term at University. AND THEN one of the other residents called me over to tell me he loved me and wanted to marry me. Wasn't too sure about that, could not manage two husbands in a nursing home ... but it was a nice compliment. Lots of other visitors to talk to as well, so a nice, social visit.
Back then, we'd talk about
how one of us was sure to die before the other and
I wanted, but did not say, him to die first so I could have looked after him
all his life
and my life's work would be complete.
I did not think it would be like this
but it is still my life's work
but harder.
Thanks, guys, thanks a lot. Love and best, Geraldine aka kindred. xxxxx