All She Wants to Do Is Dance

All She Wants to Do Is Dance

When she told me, “All I want to do is dance,” I realized the depth of the transformation in my mother’s attitude toward life. This happened in May, around her 92nd birthday, about three months after my sister and I moved her from her Jerusalem apartment to an Israeli nursing home for people living with dementia.  Five weeks later, on my flight back to Washington, DC, I received a video from the Beit Hashemesh memory care unit staff. In it, my m…