Room at The Inn?

Looks like I’m not the only one on the move. Having just survived a move of my own household, I can more than relate to both the stress and feelings of overwhelmingness (okay, I made up that word but I’m allowed as it’s my blog:), as well as to the excitement and moments of giddiness when another box is unpacked and forgetting about the zillion more left as I stop for a coffee or cocktail break.

Anywhoo, one of my fave students, Mr M & M, is on the move. Fortunately he is moving to another residence that I teach at. It’s like a 5 star hotel, this new place. Mr. M & M seems a bit agitated by the move. He has a wee bit of harmless forgetfulness that is more frustrating for him than dangerous and I think that plays a part in his feelings about the move. The place he is leaving is super too. It’s smaller and cozier than the new place which is more like a palace than a place but to Mr. M & M it all just signifies something new and new things are harder when you are older.

I was talking with him about the move a week before it was to happen and he leaned over to me and said, “you know this place costs a lot of money!” I told him I knew that and that if he was going to pay all that money he might as well go to the new palace and pay the same $$ for a new view both inside and out. This made him smile-goal achieved! I also told him he was living the dream of the Jeffersons of the 1970’s sitcom era of ‘moving on up.’ He grinned but I’m not sure if he knew why:)

I love Mr. M & M. He really is a super soul. I will see him tomorrow as I am teaching at his old place and his swanky new one and I am sure he will have lots to say!

All Clear to Land Sir

JC is a fun guy. One of my male yoga students so he stands out a bit. A charmer and someone who has seen a lot of life, he holds a quick wit and humour to this day, even with his dementia. He has harmless dementia symptoms as opposed to harmful ones and like I said earlier, his charm goes a long way.

A few weeks ago he was missing from class and when I followed up the next week he apologized, saying that he went on the outing to the brewery. I told him that I fully understood and wasn’t naive enough to think that my little yoga class could compete with beer-or chocolate for that matter and with that we both smiled.

But wouldn’t you know it, the next outing was to a chocolate factory so I new JC would be awol from yoga once again. So, the reunion this week was extra sweet (no pun intended, honest) and JC sauntered in wearing his trademark black Bass loafers, magnifying glass hung around his neck and big smile finishing the picture.

“So glad you could make it today JC,” I teased. “Wouldn’t miss it,” he teased right back.  Half hour later when our stretching was finished and our Namaste complete, I reminded everyone that I would see them all in two weeks as I would be away the next week.  And this is what made my day-JC says, “Well, when do we meet again?” To which I answered, “In two weeks.” “When and where?” he continued. “Here and same time,” I replied. “Well, I’m going to sit right here and wait for you so that I’m not late again and miss something.” Now if that’s not a dedicated yogi I don’t know what is.

ED. Note: I was able to talk JC into leaving the room as he would eventually get hungry and tired and no one would bring his food to the fitness centre:)