Model Mom

Mom became my portrait model for this afternoon and what fun we had!  It was so funny!  The light was all wrong of course but we managed with what we'd got.  This one was the result of me telling her to look at Dad and purse her lips.  She liked its quirkiness and silliness and so did I.  It's so good that in the dementia we can find places where the bits of our kaleidoscope o f changes bring us joy and laughter and we can almost dance the same dance together by letting go of what reality demands.

I treasure these moments and must try to take more shots of her.  Treasures.