One of our elders made some very impulsive choices over Thanksgiving. They involved airplane travel, cancelled flights, a lost I-phone, and an epic car ride across the Midwest. All by himself.
Thankfully cousins located him at at a big-box Target on Thanksgiving night, riding a motor-scooter cart with a shopping basket, drinking from a single-serve box of wine. He just really wanted a road trip.
What have you encountered when an Elder slips the leash? Or makes some rash choices? Do you put the brakes on or do you let them do what they’re going to do? Even if it involves some really stupid decisions?
Let us know.
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