Mazal Tov! Dementia and Family Celebrations

For the longest time, my daughter Beth had dreamt of her wedding day and it was her biggest wish that her grandmother, Gagi, would be at her wedding. Gagi, by that stage was in frail health and had advanced dementia.

Taking Gagi shopping for Bridal gowns was not an option, however paging through bridal magazines was. Visiting florists was not possible, but bringing home individual blooms for Gagi to smell and enjoy was beneficial.

As Gagi stroked and felt various pieces of fine lace samples, a look of longing of bygone times filled her face. We began reminiscing about her own wedding many years ago and of times past.

Beth and Gagi poured over her own wedding album and this became a favourite pastime, the old sepia photos bringing back wonderful memories.

All too soon, the big day arrived. Gagi felt like a queen sitting with the Bridal party, having had her hair and makeup done. Three generations forever bound together by love and traditions.

Gagi attended the ceremony accompanied by her grandson, brother of the bride, as well as a professional carer. She glowed with love and joy. At 9 pm, so as not to overload Gagi or tire her out, the carer took her home. She bid farewell to the bride and groom and with a look of absolute pride and waved good night.

A wonderful memorable day was had by one and all and careful planning meant Gagi could take part and be part of a family celebration.