Dance party in A130

We had a fun dance party in Mama’s room this afternoon. After her little siesta and before supper, I had placed her in the wheelchair. She was awake but just staring off into space, so I turned on some of her favorite church songs.  Nothing.  No response.  I tried starting a conversation.  Again, she wasn’t engaging.  I resorted to her favorite tunes…some Floyd Cramer music, and she immediately started clapping and moving her head side to side. Mama does the cutest little shoulder action too.  Oh, it brings me so much joy.  All six of her children have the same love of music and most love to dance as well.

Mom and I dancing at her 88th birthday party.

So as Mama is listening to her jam, in waltzes (no pun intended) Mrs. B.  Mrs. B.  is another resident down Mama’s hall, and she walks nonstop.  Often, she will stop in our doorway, surveying the room, and walk on,  but sometimes she will walk in, find a seat and take herself a little nap.  Today she heard the music and came inside the room.   I knew Mrs. B. loved to dance because on a couple of occasions I have helped her walk to her chair in the dining room and she breaks out in this cute, playful little dance, and of course, I play along or should I say, dance along.   I love Mrs. B.  She is very expressive and playful.  As she comes in further to Mama’s room, she smiles broadly and then she starts doing the shoulder motions and some fancy footwork. Oh, it was so much fun to see these two ladies, totally unaware the other was even in the room but enjoying the time immensely.  My face actually hurt from smiling so big.  I hope when I am older my children will use music therapy with me.  I see an amazing difference in Mama when I insert music into her daily life.  Music runs in our veins.  Thank you, Mama, for giving us a love for music and dance.