Turning Lemons into Lemonade

What do you do when a singer on TV hits a bad note?

Put your hands over your ears and yell, “Oh dear God, she’s so flat!”

This was a daily occurence in our house. An unsuspecting visitor might have thought Mom was commenting on someone’s bosom, but we knew she was lamenting about a pitchy singer. Remember, my mother was a soprano with perfect pitch.  Listening to off-key singing was a form of torture for her.

Several years back when Mom was in the Alzheimer’s unit, my daughter, Allie, and I went to visit.  Mom was drifting in and out of sleep, and all the nurses suggested I sing an old Sinatra song to fully awaken her.  Inspired, I belted out “Fly Me to the Moon” for her (and everyone else) to hear.

Her response was not exactly what I was going for:  Mom puckered her face as if she just tasted a horribly sour lemon.

Those nurses totally set me up.

Shocked and a bit hurt, I handed the solo over to Allie. Within 10 seconds, Mom breathed a heavy sigh of relief, broke into a beautiful smile and opened her eyes to see a sweet 12-year old singing one her favorite songs – in perfect pitch.

Even though the connections in her brain were completely malfunctioning, her musical ear was as sharp as ever.  We all had a good laugh at the faces she made, including Mom, who was still cognizant enough to enjoy the joke.

At the expense of yours truly, of course.

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About Lynn Osborne

Lynn is a communicator by day and a blogger by night. Her first (and only) blog, "What Do You Do In A Case Like This?" shows how her unconventional mother handled everyday life situations. The stories aim to amuse as well as honor the memory of a one-of-a-kind mom.

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