I’ve never shared this with you all but my mother lives in an assisted living facility. She’s pretty young compared to the average age median there so she pretty much stays to herself. She can be such a snob at times.
Last Friday the facility put on a Senior Prom for the residents. They sent me a notice and asked that all RSVP’s be in by April 1st. Well of course I never even broached the subject with my mother because her being the snob that she is would surely have looked at me as if I had 3 heads and told me with out a doubt, “NO!” so I simply threw the invitation in the trash and went on with life. Completely forgetting about said Senior Prom until I received a call from one of the employees telling me that they had gotten my mother out of her room, got her dressed and she was down at the prom and I should come see her.
I was thrilled that they got her out of the room because she had been camped out there for months now. I walked into the dining room and it was decorated really nicely with banners and balloons and they had a live band whom were really good might I say. The old folks were all dressed up in their dresses and suites and ties and dancing. I was speechless. It was the cutest thing I had seen in ages.
As I moved further into the dining room to search for my mother nothing could have prepared me for what I saw. There, sitting in her wheelchair looking on at the festivities was my mother all dressed up with her hair pulled back in a really nice bun and get this, they put make up on her! She looked phenomenal. I was flabbergasted. I walked over to her and said, “Oooohhhh look at you all done up. You look great.” She simply smiled and said thank you.
I stood by her for a good while until one of the employees pulled up a chair for me to sit. I don’t know about anybody else but I was having a ball watching the old folks get their party on. You would have thought it was my prom the way my eyes twinkled at all the sights. I looked over at my mother and asked her, “Are you having a good time?” In true Queen Diva fashion she just simply shrugged her shoulders and said, “Eeehhh. I guess.”
I sent my two younger brothers a picture of mom that I snapped with my camera phone to which the youngest one replied “Make sure she gets back to her room at a respectable hour. You know what happens at these proms.” Eeeiiiwww, thanks for the visual.